Even-tide

Soft feil the light at eventide, Bella rang merrily for a village bride, O'er the slopes feil the light of sun, A night bird warbled "The day is done!" Soit feil the light at eventide, A murmuring voice by the river's side Sung sweetly low, flowera side by side Shut their eyes and faces hide. Soft feil the light at eventide, And thro' the forest and woodlands wide, That voice so soft, and sweet, and low, - Told the advent of night to all below. Soft feil the night at eventide, The world is fair, and bright, and wide To weary bouIs who on the billowa ride Ask strength of Him until eventide, Farewells are said at eventide, Vows breathed soft at eventide, Mate lips in prayer at eventide, Beautiful, beautiful eventide. The babe is kissetf at eventide, How calm the Sabbath at eventide! All, hope, Iife. and death at eventide, Beautiful beautiful eventide. IÍTLWAUKKE, WlS.