Wednesday, 21 January 2015

The Night Cometh - Annie Louisa Walker

Work! for the night is coming;
  Work! through the morning hours;
Work! while the dew is sparkling;
  Work! 'mid the springing flowers;
Work! while the day grows brighter,
  Under the glowing sun;
Work! for the night is coming,—
  Night, when man's work is done.

Work! for the night is coming;
  Work! through the sunny noon;
Fill the bright hours with labour,
  Rest cometh sure and soon.
Give to each flying minute
  Something to keep in store;
Work! for the night is coming,—
  Night, when man works no more.

Work! for the night is coming;
  Under the sunset skies,
While their bright tints are glowing,
  Work! for the daylight flies;
Work! till the last beam fadeth,
  Fadeth to shine no more;
Work! while the night is darkening,—
  Night, when man's work is o'er.

Annie Louisa Walker (1836 - 1907)
From: Leaves from the Backwoods, 1861

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