" Come to the sunset tree!
The day is past and gone;
The woodman's axe lies free,
And the reapers work is done;
And rest to us is given.....
By the cool, soft evening hours."
~Mrs. Felicia D. Hemans
~The sunbeams dropped their gold;
and in passing, softened the shadows,
silvery, pale, and dim,
as if the very Day paused and grew Eve.
~Sir Edwin Arnold