Night Comes Creeping
Night comes creeping slowly o'er me,
Like a vapor cold and gray;
Dim the track that lies before me,
Lost the lingering smile of day.
As a river, nearing ocean,
Drops the brooklet's merry bell,
I forget hope's wild emotion;
Love and life, farewell, farewell!
Eyes above me raining sorrow,
Lips too tender to be true,
In the sunshine of tomorrow
Glow and sweetness shall renew.
I have trod a weary measure,
Fairy-tales no more I tell.
False is pain, and fleeting pleasure;
Love and life, farewell, farewell!
Softly through the darkened heaven,
Like a vision in the night,
Float the purple wings of even;
No more laughter, no more light.
Close mine eyes, worn out with weeping,
Weary pulses rest as well!
In the dust and silence sleeping,
Love and life, farewell, farewell!
Stunning pictures ♥ xx
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Love the black and white! The evocative images you selected provide apt illustration for the exquisitely dark poem. You have a fascinating blog and I look forward to following!
ReplyDeletei love your vintage feel for things! these pictures are absolutely stunning, i love the eerie feel that it gives off its genius! the poem at the end goes really well with the pictures i reckon <3 oh and yes, this post gave me chills
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Fantastic, haunting, evocative... the one with all the birds in the tree especially made me pause to just stare at it (reminds me of a Wallace Stevens poem - Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird).
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