The sun upon the lake is low
The wild birds hush their song;
The hills have evening's deepest glow
Yet Leonard tarries long
Now all whom varied toil and care
From home and love divide
In the calm sunset may repair
Each to the loved one's side
The wild birds hush their song;
The hills have evening's deepest glow
Yet Leonard tarries long
Now all whom varied toil and care
From home and love divide
In the calm sunset may repair
Each to the loved one's side
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