南粤36选7最新开奖 www.gwfk.net When Day Is Done
If day is done,if birds sing no more,
if the wind has flagged tired, then draw the veil of darkness thick upon me,
even as thou hast wrapt the earth with the coverlet of sleep and tenderly closed,
the petals of the drooping lotus at dusk.
From the traceler, whose sack of provisions is empty before the voyage is ennded,
whose garment is torn and dust-laden, whose strength is exhausted,
remove shame and poverty, and renew his life like a flower under the cover of thy kindly night.