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This poem is often wrongly thought to be by Robert W Service. It is published here to the memory of Hugh Antoine D'Arcy, its rightful father.
An Evening with the Bard of the Yukon, July 18 th 2003 at 20.30pm in the Town-Hall of Lancieux, Brittany.
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Published by Susan on 08/02/2003 (3773 reads)
When day is done I steal away...

When day is done I steal away
      To fold my hands in rest,
And of my hours this moment grey
                  I love the best;
So quietly I sit alone
      And wait for evenfall,
When in the dusk doves sweetly moan
                  And crickets call.

With heart of humble gratitude
      How it is good to bide,
And know the joy of solitude
                  In eventide!
When one is slow and slips a bit,
      And life begins to pall,
How sweet it is in peace to sit
                  At evenfall!

I play upon a simple lute,
      My notes are faint and few,
But ere my melodies be mute,
                  Pray one be true.
Lord, let the theme be thankfulness!
      And as I wait my call,
More than noon rapture let me bless
                  Life's evenfall!

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