Poems (Radford)/Evening
For works with similar titles, see Evening.
Evening
Listen and we shall hear the voice Of Evening, her name she told,When we stayed our boat by the shore to knowWhat wee flower shone 'neath the willow so, And her hair was radiant gold,
Now veiled in grey with silent step, She walks where shades are deep,And the great trees hear, and the blossoms knowThe song she sings, and her music low Is charming them to sleep.
My unseen brother and sister Who dwell 'neath the roofs we pass,Are you sad and weary with toil and care,My rest is full, I have rest to spare, I whisper it through your grass.