Passion Flowers (Watson)/At Eventide

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"Tis now, 'twixt the daylight and darkness The world seems the farthest away."

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At Eventide.
I'm alone, and the day with its burdens Has passed through the gates of the west,Paying toll with a bit of rich raiment A princess might claim as her best.'Tis now, when Night's handmaid, Twilight, Comes over the grass, wet with dew,In sandals of silence, and blesses— 'Tis now, Love, I'm nearest to you.
'Tis now, 'twixt the daylight and darkness The world seems the farthest away,And a conjurer's wand dipped in Lethe Transforms all the cares of the day.'Tis now, when the pansy-eyed Twilight From a mystical garland of rue,Gives her potion for rest and forgetting 'Tis now, Love, I'm nearest to you.
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I'm alone, and afar through the stillness Steals faintly the voice of the stream,While the Twilight, with long trailing tresses, Enwraps me in vision and dream;And I bridge all the distance between us With hopes and with faith strong and true,And you cross on the bridge with the Twilight— So 'tis now, Love, I'm nearest to you.

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