At Nightfall

I need so much the quiet of your love,
After the day's loud strife;
I need your calm all other things above,
After the stress of life.

I crave the haven that in your dear heart lies,
After all toil is done;
I need the starshine of your heavenly eyes,
After the day's great sun!

by Charles Hanson Towne

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