The evening darkens over br After a day so bright, br The windcapt waves discover br That wild will be the night. br There's sound of distant thunder. br br The latest sea-birds hover br Along the cliff's sheer height; br As in the memory wander br Last flutterings of delight, br White wings lost on the white. br br There's not a ship in sight; br And as the sun goes under, br Thick clouds conspire to cover br The moon that should rise yonder. br Thou art alone, fond lover.