Classic Poem

 Evening sunshine never
Solace to my window bears,
Morning sunshine elsewhere fares;—
 Here are shadows ever.

 Sunshine freely falling,
Wilt thou not my chamber find?
Here some rays would reach a mind,
 'Mid the dark appalling.

 Morning sunshine's gladness,
Oh, thou art my childhood bright;
While thou playest pure and white,
  I would weep in sadness.

 Evening sunshine's whiling,
Oh, thou art the wise man's rest;—
Farther on! Then from the west
 Greet my window smiling!

 Morning sunshine's singing,
Oh, thou art the fantasy
That the sun-glad world lifts free,
 Past my powers' winging.

 Evening sunshine's quiet,
Thou art more than wisdom's rest,
Christian faith glows in thee blest:
 Calm my soul's wild riot!