Hesper

Sunset on the mountains hoary, Deepens into night; Day hath lost its crown of glory, Life hath lost its light. In mine eyes the tears are springing, For thy face I see; In my heart its dreams are singing, Mournful songs of thee. All the sunshine fled from heaven With thy closing eyes; Yet on me, at lonely even, Clear as stars they rise. Though the way be long and dreary Down the mountain's side, I no more can call it weary, Thou art there my bride! I behold thy garments flowing, Snow-like, in the moon; See thy parted lips are glowing, Red as flowers in June. Underneath the daisies lying, Lost in dreamless sleep; Thou hast heard my nightly crying, Thou hast left my sleep. All the night in visions tender, Love and life return; Until morning's cloudy splendor O'er the hills shall burn. Day glides o'er the meadow, Love and life to steal; But the first star's trembling shadow Brings a bridal peal.