~Sunset in the Forest~
Now the shades
are deepening round the feet of the tall trees,
Bending the head of the pale blossoms down
Upon their mother's bosom, where the breeze
Comes with a low sweet hymn and balmy kiss,
To lull them to repose. Look now, and see
How every mountain, with its leafy plume,
Or rocky helm, with crest of giant pine,
Is veil'd with floating amber, and gives back
The loving smile of the departing sun,
And nods a calm adieu.
Lydia Jane Peirson
~Sunset in the Forest~
Now the shades
are deepening round the feet of the tall trees,
Bending the head of the pale blossoms down
Upon their mother's bosom, where the breeze
Comes with a low sweet hymn and balmy kiss,
To lull them to repose. Look now, and see
How every mountain, with its leafy plume,
Or rocky helm, with crest of giant pine,
Is veil'd with floating amber, and gives back
The loving smile of the departing sun,
And nods a calm adieu.
Lydia Jane Peirson