If the day is done，
If birds sg no ore，
If the d has fgged tired，
Then draw the veil of darkhick upon ，
Even as thou hast t the earth with
The verlet of sleep and tenderly closed，
The petals of the droopg lot at dk.
Fro the traveler，
Whose sack of provisions is epty before the voyage is ended，
Whose garnt is torn and dt-den，
Whose strength is exhated， reove sha and poverty，
And renew his life like a flower under
The ver of thy kdly night.