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First Line: When lights are low, and the day has died
Last Line: That I am living right here in town.
Alternate Author Name(s): Rothschild, Dorothy
Subject(s): Country Life


When lights are low, and the day has died,
I sit and dream of the countryside.

Where sky meets earth at the meadow's end,
I dream of a clean and wind-swept space
Where each tall tree is a staunch old friend,
And each frail bud turns a trusting face.
A purling brook, with each purl a prayer,
To the bending grass its secret tells;
While, softly borne on the scented air,
Comes the far-off chime of chapel bells.
A tiny cottage I seem to see,
In its quaint old garden set apart;
And a Sabbath calm steals over me,
While peace dwells deep in my brooding heart.

And I thank whatever gods look down
That I am living right here in town.





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