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Poem	THE DAY is done and the darkness Falls from the wings of Night As a feather is wafted downward From an eagle in his flight. I see the lights of the village 5 Gleam through the rain and the mist And a feeling of sadness comes o'er me That my soul cannot resist: A feeling of sadness and longing That is not akin to pain 10 And resembles sorrow only As the mist resembles the rain. Come read to me some poem Some simple and heartfelt lay That shall soothe this restless feeling 15 And banish the thoughts of day. Not from the grand old masters Not from the bards sublime Whose distant footsteps echo Through the corridors of Time. 20 For like strains of martial music Their mighty thoughts suggest Life's endless toil and endeavor; And to-night I long for rest. Read from some humbler poet 25 Whose songs gushed from his heart As showers from the clouds of summer Or tears from the eyelids start; Who through long days of labor And nights devoid of ease 30 Still heard in his soul the music Of wonderful melodies. Such songs have power to quiet The restless pulse of care And come like the benediction 35 That follows after prayer. Then read from the treasured volume The poem of thy choice And lend to the rhyme of the poet The beauty of thy voice. 40 And the night shall be filled with music And the cares that infest the day Shall fold their tents like the Arabs And as silently steal away.
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