Sunset

Now slowly sinks the evening sun

Behind the wooded mountain

And length'ning shadows have begun

To darken vail and fountain.

A melancholy whisper stirs

Through rustling leaves suspended

And gath'ring darkness softly blurs

The hills with shadow blended.

Fear not, my soul, securely rest

Embrace the darken'd hours

The blackest night may yet be bless'd

With love like scent of flowers.

Go boldly where that blazing light

Retires 'midst comets burning

And let the vestments of the night

Conceal thy boundless yearning.