The poetical works of Robert Stephen Hawker Edited from the original manuscripts and annotated copies together with a prefatory notice and bibliography by Alfred Wallis |
THE NIGHT COMETH. |
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THE NIGHT COMETH.
When darkness fills the western sky,
And sleep, the twin of death, is nigh,
What soothes the soul at set of sun?
The pleasant thought of duty done.
And sleep, the twin of death, is nigh,
What soothes the soul at set of sun?
The pleasant thought of duty done.
Yet must the pastoral slumbers be
The shepherd's by the eastern tree,
Broken and brief—with dreams that tell
Of ravaged flock and poisoned well!
The shepherd's by the eastern tree,
Broken and brief—with dreams that tell
Of ravaged flock and poisoned well!
Be still, my soul! fast wears the night—
Soon shall day dawn in holier light:
Old faces—ancient hearts—be there,
And well known voices thrill the air!
Soon shall day dawn in holier light:
Old faces—ancient hearts—be there,
And well known voices thrill the air!
The Festival of St. Andrew, 1842.
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