HESPERUS - John CLARE
Hesperus, the day is gone
Soft falls the silent dew
A tear is now on many a flower
And heaven lives in you.
Hesperus, the evening mild
Falls round us soft and sweet;
‘Tis like the breathings of a child
When day and evening meet.
Hesperus, the closing flower
Sleeps on the dewy ground,
While dews fall in a silent shower ...