Charles Dickens Poems
|1.||A Child's Hymn||9/4/2010|
|2.||A Fine Old English Gentleman||9/4/2010|
|3.||Gabriel's Grub Song||9/4/2010|
|4.||George Edmunds' Song||9/4/2010|
|5.||Little Nell's Funeral||9/4/2010|
|7.||Squire Norton's Song||9/4/2010|
|8.||The Hymn Of The Wiltshire Laborers||9/4/2010|
|9.||The Ivy Green||9/4/2010|
|10.||The Song Of The Wreck||9/4/2010|
How beautiful at eventide
To see the twilight shadows pale,
Steal o'er the landscape, far and wide,
O'er stream and meadow, mound and dale!
How soft is Nature's calm repose
When ev'ning skies their cool dews weep:
The gentlest wind more gently blows,
As if to soothe her in her sleep!
The gay morn breaks,
Mists roll away,
All Nature awakes
To glorious day.
In my breast alone
Dark shadows remain;
The peace it has known
It can never regain.