SOFT FALLS THE NIGHT.
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This Poem is dedicated to Miss Anna Hall Smith.
Soft falls the night— And chases ’way The slowly dying Summer day. The sun from his Ethereal height, Is curtained by The shades of night. Soft falls the night— The birds that tune Their song with nature In commune Now hush their lays Seek silent rest, Within their downy Leafy nests. Soft falls the night— Sweet peace divine In each heart comes To be enshrined, While angels pause On earth to show’r The blessings of The sovereign pow’r. Soft falls the night— A peaceful sleep O’er earthly mortals Doth now creep. They rest now from Their day’s pursuit— The world is still, The world is mute. Soft falls the night— The verdure green Now glistens with A dewy sheen. The flowers droop, Their petals close, They dream away In sweet repose. Soft fades the night— Lo! breaks the dawn, And nature ’wakens With the morn, Exultingly Sends up her lays, Her symphonies, To God in praise.
