A SUMMERS EVENING.
in the crimsom west skies of purest amethyst
Along the tree lined way ,tall shadows gently sway to the music of that mystic hour of bird of song.
In each gilded bower a day goes by .And I .Stood dream like.
Lest my intrusion broke the magic spell , that lingered there
By woodland paths and perfume dell.
And now ,
the evening star comes twinkling through the dusky light.
All in a summer evening too soon to fade in the spell
Of a summer Night .
in the crimsom west skies of purest amethyst
Along the tree lined way ,tall shadows gently sway to the music of that mystic hour of bird of song.
In each gilded bower a day goes by .And I .Stood dream like.
Lest my intrusion broke the magic spell , that lingered there
By woodland paths and perfume dell.
And now ,
the evening star comes twinkling through the dusky light.
All in a summer evening too soon to fade in the spell
Of a summer Night .