O Twilight, fold me, let me rest within
Thy dusky wings;
For I am weary, weary. Lull me with
Thy whisperings,
So tender; let my sleep be fraught with dreams
Of beauteous things.

O Twilight, fold me, let me rest within
Thy dusky wings;
For I am weary, weary, Lull me with
Thy whisperings,
So tender; let my sleep be fraught with dreams
Of beauteous things.