The Day Is Done

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1. The day is done, and the darkness
2. Falls from the wings of Night,
3. As a feather is wafted downward
4. From an eagle in his flight.
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6. I see the lights of the village
7. Gleam through the rain and the mist,
8. And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me
9. That my soul cannot resist:
10.  
11. A feeling of sadness and longing,
12. That is not akin to pain,
13. And resembles sorrow only
14. As the mist resembles the rain.
15.  
16. Come, read to me some poem,
17. Some simple and heartfelt lay,
18. That shall soothe this restless feeling,
19. And banish the thoughts of day.
20.  
21. Not from the grand old masters,
22. Not from the bards sublime,
23. Whose distant footsteps echo
24. Through the corridors of Time.
25.  
26. For, like strains of martial music,
27. Their mighty thoughts suggest
28. Life's endless toil and endeavor;
29. And to-night I long for rest.
30.  
31. Read from some humbler poet,
32. Whose songs gushed from his heart,
33. As showers from the clouds of summer,
34. Or tears from the eyelids start;
35.  
36. Who, through long days of labor,
37. And nights devoid of ease,
38. Still heard in his soul the music
39. Of wonderful melodies.
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41. Such songs have power to quiet
42. The restless pulse of care,
43. And come like the benediction
44. That follows after prayer.
45.  
46. Then read from the treasured volume
47. The poem of thy choice,
48. And lend to the rhyme of the poet
49. The beauty of thy voice.
50.  
51. And the night shall be filled with music
52. And the cares, that infest the day,
53. Shall fold their tents, like the Arabs,
54. And as silently steal away.