The long September evening dies <br />In mist along the fields and lanes; <br />Only a few faint stars surprise <br />The lingering twilight as it wanes. <br /> <br />Night creeps across the darkening vale; <br />On the horizon tree by tree <br />Fades into shadowy skies as pale <br />As moonlight on a shadowy sea. <br /> <br />And, down the mist-enfolded lanes, <br />Grown pensive now with evening, <br />See, lingering as the twilight wanes, <br />Lover with lover wandering.<br /><br />Arthur Symons<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/autumn-twilight/
