Famous Poets

Evening ~


The sweets of evening charm the mind,

Sick of the sultry day;

The body then no more confin’d,

But exercise with freedom join’d

When Phoebus sheathes his ray.

While all-serene the summer moon

Sends glances thro’ the trees,

And Philomel begins her tune,

And Asteria too shall help her soon

With the voice of practised ease.

A nosegay, everything that grows,

And music, every sound To lull the sun to his repose;

The skies are coloured like the rose

With lively streaks around.

Of all the changes rung by time

None half so sweet appear,

As those when thoughts themselves sublime,

Evening And with superior natures chime In fancy’s highest sphere. ~


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By Wisdom Kindness

Life is like a bunch of roses. Some sparkle like raindrops. Some fade when there's no sun. Some just fade away in time. Some dance in many colors. Some drop with hanging wings. Some make you fall in love. The beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Life you can be sure of, you will not get out ALIVE.(sorry about that)