72. The Summer Evening

1 The summer evening,
Bright wreaths is weaving
Round vale and hill,
Round vale and hill,
The dewy flowers,
Perfume the bowers,
And all is still,
And all is still.

2 The moon shines brightly;
The birds rest lightly.
Among the trees:
The reapers singing,
Are homeward bringing
Their yellow sheaves.

3 Now day is over--
The little rover
Must be at rest--
Till purple morning,
Awakes the dawning,
In glory drest.

Text Information
First Line: The summer evening
Title: The Summer Evening
Language: English
Publication Date: 1840
Tune Information
Name: [The summer evening]
Key: G Major or modal



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