Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EVENSONG, by JOSEPHINE NORFOLK CARR First Line: Tis evensong, and in the tree-tops high Last Line: We wait, to sing the evensong above. Subject(s): Day; Light | ||||||||
'Tis evensong, and in the tree-tops high The birds are warbling their last good bye To winged day, as slowly dips the sun Low in the west; the twilight hour is come. Sweet are the notes thus piped at eventide To listening hearts that rest, work laid aside Until another day shall bid us rise To welcome once again the smiling skies. 'Tis evensong re-echoed in each heart, That calls us now to come from earth apart To meet with Him, who taught the birds to sing, Who also teaches us His praise to bring. At eventide, before we rest in sleep, To seek forgiveness kneeling at His feet, Waiting, and longing there, as fades the light For songs that He will give us in the night. Blest evensong of life, when sinks life's sun, When we at last shall rest, our work all done, As safe within the harbor of His love We wait, to sing the evensong above. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SONNET: 1. THE BRIGHT MOON by CONRAD AIKEN WINDOW BLIND by HAYDEN CARRUTH AN ASPECT OF THE AIR by JOHN CIARDI BEETLE LIGHT; FOR DANIEL HILLEN by MADELINE DEFREES STUDIES IN LIGHT by DIANE DI PRIMA |
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