Twilight

:lee, Twiliijht ! as thy Mia.lnws roll, - Um of evcoing teals upon my ;-(ul, Suhlimely tender, solcmnlv serene, Still ns the hour, enchnting as the scenc. I lovc thee, TwilÍKht ! for thv KÍcaiIls mipurt Thcir detr, their ayinB; influence to my ln-üit, W'hcn oer the harp oí thoup ht thy passing wínct Awakens all the nmsic of the mliil, And iny and sorrow, :is t'ie spirit bnnU, Aiul liopc and memory sweep Ute chonis by turnsf While contcmplation, un seraphic wins, Monnts with the fíame of sacrifico, ana miis 1'wiJight I 1 lovc thee ; let thy uloova incremsc ry fceJini;, evenr pulse ís ie;tce.