SUMMER EVENING.
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How bright, and yet how calm this eve!

 Above, below, all seems to me So lovely, that we might believe

 Twas nature's jubilee For earth and sky, this glorious even Seems glowing with the hues of heaven! How beautiful that vivid sky.

 Lit by the parting suns last rays! We gaze till it appears more nigh

 And fancy, as we gaze, That deep blue sky boundless sea, Covered with vessels gloriously. Yes! each dark cloud a barque appears,

 Each winter one the foam There one to distant countries steers,

 While these sail quick toward home; And all look most intensely bright, Glowing in heavens most glorious light. Turn now towards earth, and even there

 All, all is beauty and repose- The perfume-breathing evening air

 Is waited OCT the rose; While thousand bright and glowing flowers Are cool'd with dew in these evening hours - And hushed the sky-lark's merry song,

 And silent all the humming bees: The softest wind, that sighs among

 Those gently warhling trees, Seems to lament each parting ray, Until the next return of day.