The sun each day scarce rises in its might
When, lo! too soon appears a sunset bright.
So, as a child, we scarce the light have seen,
E’er for each one, life’s sunset draws a screen.
SUNDIAL, 20th CENTURY.
There are hours for work and hours for play,
And hours appointed for men to pray;
But the hours we love, come, truly say,
Are hours for rest at the end of day.