Night

When the shadows of evening are falling

And the world is preparing for sleep

When the birds to their wee ones are calling

And the stars are beginning to peep

A peace steals into my heart

Which no one and nothing can break

And I from my old sorrows part

Till the morrow begins to awake.

O night, how I love and adore thee

Why dost thou so short a time stay

My sorrows come crowding back o'er me

When the shades of the night pass away.

I hope I may die in the darkness

When the world is so quiet and still

And my soul pass away with the shadows

Ere the sun rises over the hill.