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.
Charles Hanson Towne
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