To-morrow.Seewhere the falling dayIn silence steals away,Behind the western hills withdrawn;Her fires are quench’d, her beauty fled,With blushes all her face o’erspread,As conscious she had ill fulfill’dThe promise of the dawn.Another morning soon shall rise,Another day salute our eyes,As smiling and as fair as she,And make as many promises.But do not thouThe tale believe,They’re sisters allBorn to deceive.
To-morrow.Seewhere the falling dayIn silence steals away,Behind the western hills withdrawn;Her fires are quench’d, her beauty fled,With blushes all her face o’erspread,As conscious she had ill fulfill’dThe promise of the dawn.Another morning soon shall rise,Another day salute our eyes,As smiling and as fair as she,And make as many promises.But do not thouThe tale believe,They’re sisters allBorn to deceive.
Seewhere the falling dayIn silence steals away,Behind the western hills withdrawn;Her fires are quench’d, her beauty fled,With blushes all her face o’erspread,As conscious she had ill fulfill’dThe promise of the dawn.Another morning soon shall rise,Another day salute our eyes,As smiling and as fair as she,And make as many promises.But do not thouThe tale believe,They’re sisters allBorn to deceive.
Seewhere the falling dayIn silence steals away,Behind the western hills withdrawn;Her fires are quench’d, her beauty fled,With blushes all her face o’erspread,As conscious she had ill fulfill’dThe promise of the dawn.Another morning soon shall rise,Another day salute our eyes,As smiling and as fair as she,And make as many promises.But do not thouThe tale believe,They’re sisters allBorn to deceive.
Seewhere the falling dayIn silence steals away,Behind the western hills withdrawn;Her fires are quench’d, her beauty fled,With blushes all her face o’erspread,As conscious she had ill fulfill’dThe promise of the dawn.
Seewhere the falling day
In silence steals away,
Behind the western hills withdrawn;
Her fires are quench’d, her beauty fled,
With blushes all her face o’erspread,
As conscious she had ill fulfill’d
The promise of the dawn.
Another morning soon shall rise,Another day salute our eyes,As smiling and as fair as she,And make as many promises.But do not thouThe tale believe,They’re sisters allBorn to deceive.
Another morning soon shall rise,
Another day salute our eyes,
As smiling and as fair as she,
And make as many promises.
But do not thou
The tale believe,
They’re sisters all
Born to deceive.