  I sit at the dear twilight hour Where the lilies and roses sleep, And the thoughts that come unto me Are oh! so calm and so sweet. I list the sound of a footfall I know will come unto me At the golden glow of sunset, When shadows steal o’er the sea, All restful and soul refreshing As dew to the drooping flower, Inwardly invigorating, Imparting new life and power. And thus, removed from the turmoil Of day, with its din and strife, I listen in calm contentment To the hum of insect life. The songs I hear in the branches, Just stirred by the wandering breeze, A concert of matchless music, Fill my heart with gladsome ease. The silvery, mystic moonlight Enfoldeth the earth and the sea, And the summer night is throbbing In nature’s full harmony. O sun, and sea, and shadow! O eve with thy dreamy light! I revel amid thy splendor, Enrapt in a subtle delight! Aleene! I await thy coming, And the clasp of thy gentle hand, To wander in blissful dreaming Near heaven’s own borderland! |
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