When evening comes and shadows gray
Steal out across the glimmering bay
And tremble in the air between;
When evening comes and shadows green
Are shaken down across the moor
From willow-trees along the shore;
When evening stoops across the hill
Towards the sunset glowing still
And fills the hollow glens with shade;
When evening gathers in the glade;
And all the little beasts now run
That erst were hidden from the sun;
Then do I hear the footsteps fall
That bitter day hears not at all;
Then is the sunset like a door
That leads me on to more and more,
Till in the quietness of night
I find a freedom and a light
Eternal such as nowhere glows
From any sun that ever rose.
(Philip Henry Savage)
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