The Evening Walk

"The sun had twlight faded in the west,
And all the sky was dim, and I was blest
With quietude. The little birds had sung
Their evensong, and on the boughs they clung
Asleep, but I was wide awake, and thought
Of all the joys that nature had in-wrought
Upon my soul. The moon, a pearly shell,
Hung in the sky, and did its influence tell
Upon the waters, making them to gleam
As if they were a mirror of a dream.
The wind did softly sigh among the trees,
A gentle sound upon the evening breeze,
And all was calm, and tranquil, and serene,
A perfect, peaceful, and inspiring scene."