| Show NIGHT IN THE COUNTRY oh bird that lingers in tha hush of twilight as it falleth tal leth beturne ye now unto your nest list how your sweet mate call ethl oh lowing cows haste to your fold or you will be belated een now the milkmaid loudly calls too long for yon she has from yonder church the bells ring for the angelas sweet and pious souls with bended heads the evening prayer repeat the locusts with discordant notes A merry concert hold As though the coining on of night made their small hearts more bold the jasmine vine that shades the porch breads ont in sweetest cent and from the lily bed are with its odore blendl the low of tine endnotes and notes of birda grow fainter and more aint even the tireless katydids have hashed their loud complaint the glimmering lights bega to shina from many a window pane and mothers rock their babes and sing A sweet good night refrain to all there cornea a country peace the quiet of a night that is removed from out tha world far from the cites sight kate A carrington oh in now orleans pica yone |
