Bliss Carman, et al., eds. The World’s Best Poetry. 1904.
II. Light: Day: NightThe End of the Day
Duncan Campbell Scott (18621947)I
Peal softly one by one,
Near and far off they break and glide;
Across the stream float faintly beautiful
The antiphonal bells of Hull;
The day is done, done, done,
The day is done.
Like tears from some unconscious deep:
The swallows whirl around the towers,
The light runs out beyond the long cloud bars,
And leaves the single stars;
’T is time for sleep, sleep, sleep,
’T is time for sleep.
Timorous eremite—
That song of risen tears and pain,
As if the one he loved was far away:
“Alas! another day—”
“And now Good Night, Good Night,”
“Good Night.”