The evening sun was sinking down On low green hills and clustered trees It was a scene as fair and lone As ever felt the soothing breeze That bends the grass when day is gone And gives the wave a brighter blue And makes the soft white clouds sail on Like spirits of eternal dew Which all the morn had hovered o'er The azure flowers where they were nursed And now return to heaven once more Where their bright glories shone at first.
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- by Emily Brontë (1818 - 1848) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)
- by Ronald A. Beckett , "The evening sun", 2015. [voice and piano] [text not verified]
- by Nick Peros , "The evening sun was sinking down" [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this text: Nick Peros
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