ESCHSCHOLTZIA. 



TWILIGHT. 



A S children, when the day is done 

 ** And twilight deepens, one by one 

 Around the evening fireside come 



With happy faces; 



Brightening the home with quiet cheer, 

 And drawing every heart more near 

 In perfected affection's dear 



And fond embraces : 



So may sweet memories come to you; 



And whisp'ring the old love anew 



May thoughts of those long lost to view 



Around you cluster : 

 May their fond greetings so delight 

 That you forget the gathering night, 

 While earth's horizon grows more bright 



With heavenly luster. 



Without a thought of vain regret, 

 Then may these latter days be set 

 In Joy's completed coronet, 



Heaven's richest dower: 

 May they with blessings be replete; 

 And be, in Love's reunion sweet, 

 A season when loved memories meet, 



Life's twilight hour. 



