"At evening time it shall be light"

FLORENCE ELIZABETH BUCK

All day the wintry sky was overcast;Thick piles of purple-slaty clouds lay massedAgainst the darkened western ridge of hill,So somber hued, monotonous, and still.

But just when evening slowly dropped her shadeOver the unillumined earth, and madeAn added depth of gloom, a little riftTore the dark curtain; it began to lift,And showed beyond a tender primrose light;Far from earth-darkness, undisturbed by night,The faithful sun sent late a dazzling ray,Dear, welcome proof of everlasting day.

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