EVENSONG By KATHARINE TYNAN

When sweet day is over

I creep into bed

Under my rosy cover,

My prayers all said.

My nice bath taken,

I lie cool and sweet,

Wrapped in sweet-smelling linen

From head to feet.

I watch Nanna’s candle

Through a chink in the door,—

Nanna, sitting and sewing,

Her shadow on the floor.

The Moon comes to see me

And the Evening Star;

All night long the Corncrake

Croaks near and far.

I think I’ve been sleeping

Just a minute or two

Before Cuckoo shouts beside me—

Wake up! Cuckoo!

PRINTED IN GREAT BRITAIN BY

BILLING AND SONS, LIMITED,

GUILDFORD AND ESHER

TRANSCRIBER’S NOTES

Fixed typos; non-standard spelling and dialect retained.