Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, LIFE'S EVENING, by WILLIAM DUDLEY FOULKE


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LIFE'S EVENING, by                    
First Line: Three score and ten! The tumult of the world
Last Line: While o'er my soul god spreads his mantle—peace.
Subject(s): Religion; Theology


Three score and ten! The tumult of the world
Grows dull upon my inattentive ear:
The bugle calls are faint, the flags are furled,
Gone is the rapture, vanished too the fear;
The evening's blessed stillness covers all,
As o'er the fields she folds her cloak of grey;
Hushed are the winds, the brown leaves slowly fall,
The russet clouds hang on the fringe of day.
What fairer hour than this? No stir of morn
With cries of waking life, nor shafts of noon—
Hot tresses from the flaming sun-god born—
Nor midnight's shivering stars and marble moon;
But softly twilight falls and toil doth cease,
While o'er my soul God spreads his mantle—peace.





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