Classic Poem

Lo! the calm evening of a stormy life;
The Sun, unclouded, in the West declining;
Peace at the end of discontents and strife,
Peace to the heart long for affection pining;
The mellow radiance that October fancies,
On clouds no longer storm-vext softly shining,
Whose golden splendor on their blue peaks dances,
And paints with purple glow the silver lining. —
Mine! and, behold, in gentle splendour smiles,
Over the mountains and brown wilderness,
The Evening Star, among the silver isles,
Star of the Love my autumn-eve that blesses,
That never changing, its sweet self expresses,
In loving looks, kind words and bashful kisses.