People's Pilot, Volume 3, Number 37, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 2 March 1894 — At Eventide. [ARTICLE]

At Eventide.

Away down low The winter sun is sinking, And leaving me so lonely—just as lonely as can be; All my blessings quite forgetting I am fretting for a petting, Such as in /hose happy evening* you bestowed on me. There is winking, there is blinking, when you l * true love gets to thinking Of his darling little sweetheart who is many miles away, And he misses most the blisses of your honeyed, loving kisses, When the radiant queen of evening greets the drowsy king of day— When the spirit of the breezes seizes heart strings as it pleases. And trums a lovelorn melody of long, long ago— Oh, I'm weary, life is dreary, and I'm longing for you, dearie, When the winter sun is sink lug Away down low. —William H. T. Shade, in Inter Ocean. v.