Evening.
Reading edition
Vermillion and gold In beauty unfold On the light, floating clouds of the West; The low, crooning sound Of all Nature around Is lulling the world into rest. Like a rover of Sin The zephyr steals in ’Mong roses and carnations rare— In ecstatic bliss Gives each one a kiss, Then scatters their sweets on the air. In the shadowy hush The linnet and thrush Have gone to their nests in the grove; The blue pimpernell To the lilly’s wee bell Is whispering his story of love. Blest hour of delight That verges the night, What beauties and glories are thine, When the great car of day With its din rolls away, And silence seems Presence divine. Now the sparkle of dew And the rich violet hue Of the fast purpling clouds of the West, Hint of time’s rapid flight And of life’s coming night That shall lull into heavenly rest.
