She comes not when noon is on the roses - Too bright is day. She comes not to the soul till it reposes From work and play. But when night is on the hills, and the great voices Roll in from sea, By starlight and by candlelight and dreamlight She comes to me.
Herbert TrenchAbout author
- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: irish
- Born: November 12, 1865
- Died: June 11, 1923
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