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In The Evening

In The Evening image
Parent Issue
Day
3
Month
July
Year
1874
Copyright
Public Domain
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All day thu-wind had howled aloiig tlio t:M, All day the wind had swept cross the plain, All day on rustling grasa and waviug trees Had fallen "the usefnl treble of the rain." All day heneath the low-huug dreary sky, The dripping earth 'had cowered sullonly. At last the wind had sobbed ïtself to rest. At last to weary calmiles sank the storm. A crimson line gloamed suddon in tho west, Where golden ñecks rosw wavering hito forni. A hushed revival heinlded tlio night, And with tlie eveiiinf; timo awoke the li:;lit The roay color flushed the long gray waVes ; The rosy color tinged the mountain brown ; And where the old church watohed tn vfltag graves, Wooed to a passing blush the yew-tree'B frown. Bird, beaat, nnd flowor rclenting nature knew. And one palé star rose shiramcring in the blue. So, to a life long crushed in heavy grief, 80, to a path long darkencd by despftir, Tae slow sad hour bring touches of relief. Whispors of hope, aud strength f trustl'ul prayer. " Tarry his leisure," God of love and might. And with the evening time there will be liglit '

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Subjects
Old News
Michigan Argus