I Love at Evening's Silent Tide, by William B. Tappan
I love at evening's silent tide,
When busy care has flown,
In some sequestered dell to hide, ...
I love at evening's silent tide,
When busy care has flown,
In some sequestered dell to hide, ...
I love the blush of early morn,
That beams with rosy hue;
When sparkling o'er the verdant law...