1. The light is fading down the sky, The nliadows giow and mulüply. 1 hf ar the thrushes' evening ong ; But i have borne with toill and wrong 80 long, eo long! Dim droaiiis my drowsy senses drown,- 8o, darling, kiss my eyelids down ! 11. My life's brief spring went wasted by, - My summer ended fruillessly ; I learned to hunge-, sirive and wait, - I found you, love - oh happy fate ! - So late So late! Now all my fields are turning brown, - So, darling, kiss my eyelids down I in. Oh, blessed sleep ! oh, perfect rest ! Thus pillowed 011 your faithful breast, Nor life nor death is wholly drear, 0 tender heart, since you are here, So dear, so dear ! Sweet love, my soul's sufficient crown ! Now, darling, kiss my eyelids down !