SUMMER EVENING AT HOME. William Lisle Bowles Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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Oxford This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. Bowles, William Lisle, 1762-1850. The Poetical Works of William Lisle Bowles, Vol. I. With Memoir, Critical Dissertation, and Explanatory Notes by George Gilfillan. Edinburgh James Nichol, 9 North Bank Street... 1855 pp. 125-126.

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SUMMER EVENING AT HOME . Come , lovely Evening ! with thy smile of peace Visit my humble dwelling ; welcomed in , Not with loud shouts , and the thronged city's din , But with such sounds as bid all tumult cease Of the sick heart ; the grasshopper's faint pipe Beneath the blades of dewy grass unripe , The bleat of the lone lamb , the carol rude Heard indistinctly from the village green , The bird's last twitter , from the hedge-row seen , Where , just before , the scattered crumbs I strewed , To pay him for his farewell song ; — all these Touch soothingly the troubled ear , and please The stilly-stirring fancies . Though my hours ( For I have drooped beneath life's early showers ) Pass lonely oft , and oft my heart is sad , Yet I can leave the world , and feel most glad To meet thee , Evening , here ; here my own hand Has decked with trees and shrubs the slopes around , And whilst the leaves by dying airs are fanned , Sweet to my spirit comes the farewell sound , That seems to say : Forget the transient tear Thy pale youth shed — Repose and Peace are here .