The Soul Of A Century/Evening songs (4)
EVENING SONGS
Stilled is the whispering of the trees
The leaves are barely breathing,
The birds are dreaming pleasant dreams . . .
So peaceful, so unheeding.
Upon the skies rose many stars,
All seem so free, so sweeping,
Only the bosom sighs with grief,
’round the heart a pain is creeping.
Within the goblets of the blooms,
The cooling dew is glowing.
Dear God, it seems as if this dew
From my weary eyes were flowing.
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This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was legally published within the United States (or the United Nations Headquarters in New York subject to Section 7 of the United States Headquarters Agreement) between 1929 and 1977 (inclusive) without a copyright notice. The longest-living author of this work died in 1987, so this work is in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 36 years or less. This work may be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works.
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