ON the world's far edges
Faint and blue,
Where the rocky ledges
Stand in view,
Fades the rosy tender
Evening light;
Then in starry splendor
Comes the night.
So a stormy lifetime
Comes to close,
Spirit's mortal strifetime
Finds repose.
Faith and toil and vision
Crowned at last,
Failure and derision
Overpast,
All the daylight splendor
Far above,
Calm and sure and tender
Comes thy love.
Night Lyric
written byBliss William Carman
© Bliss William Carman