A Sigh

Evening sunshine never     Solace to my window bears,     Morning sunshine elsewhere fares; -      Here are shadows ever.      Sunshine freely falling,     Wilt thou not my chamber find?     Here some rays would reach a mind,      'Mid the dark appalling.      Morning sunshine's gladness,     Oh, thou art my childhood bright;     While thou playest pure and white,      I would weep in sadness.      Evening sunshine's whiling,     Oh, thou art the wise man's rest; -     Farther on! Then from the west      Greet my window smiling!      Morning sunshine's singing,     Oh, thou art the fantasy     That the sun-glad world lifts free,      Past my powers' winging.      Evening sunshine's quiet,     Thou art more than wisdom's rest,     Christian faith glows in thee blest:      Calm my soul's wild riot!