Posted by: W. E. Poplaski | August 20, 2009

POEM OF THE DAY: The Twilight Hour

by Maria James (1793 – 1868).

The Twilight Hour

The hues of parting day
Are fading in the west,
And now the twilight gray
Invites the swain to rest;
A welcome pause, a moment given                                     5
To lift the thoughts from earth to heaven. 
Now memory wakes the grief,
The joys long, long gone by;
Nor heeds the rustling leaf
The breeze’s gentle sigh:                                                    10
Dreams of the past, that come with power,
To haunt us at the twilight hour.
Rise, grov’ler! stay no more,
But stretch thy feeble wings,
And strive by faith to soar                                                   15
Above terrestrial things;
Where morn, and noon, and twilight gray,
Are lost in one eternal day.


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