SWEET evening hour ! thy gale is balm, And fragrant are thy pearly dews; Thine is the mild and genial calm, Beloved by zephyr and the muse. With fading smile the rosy day, Now lingers in the radiant west; The breezes o'er the water play, The summer waves are lulled to rest. I love to mark the glowing sides, Reflected in the glassy deep; To watch the star of evening rise, When all the ocean seems to sleep. But see ! the twilight mantle gray, O'er all the fading view is spread; The glowing skies are passed away, The bright and purple clouds are fled. While memory loves unseen to mourn, Alone to shed the sacred tear; Still to the muse thy blest return, Oh! pensive twilight, shall be dear. Now let me pour the soothing lay, And hear the waves that murmuring glide; And wander till the moonlight ray, Serenely trembles on the tide. Come, gentle Fancy, rove with me, At this thy favourite shadowy hour; Awake soft music, from the sea, And call the fairies by thy power. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO HELEN KELLER - HUMANITARIAN, SOCIAL DEMOCRAT, GREAT SOUL by EDWIN MARKHAM VARIATIONS FOR A SUMMER EVENING by MICHAEL ANANIA NAPOLEON AND THE BRITISH [OR ENGLISH] SAILOR [BOY] by THOMAS CAMPBELL A SUMMER'S NIGHT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR FOR THAT HE LOOKED NOT UPON HER by GEORGE GASCOIGNE |