Classic Poem

The daylight dies and sinking in the west,
The sun is red and tinges all the bay,
And soft a sigh escapes a woman's breast,
And dreamingly her eyes are far away.
Then love alert and swifter than a sigh
Rocks tenderly a babe. With cooings low
He sleeps again to her sweet lullaby.

And night creeps on in livery of gray,
But still she lingers, gazing on the west,
While all the world is putting toil away,
And coming slowly on to home and rest.
But love with nimble feet eternally
All tirelessly skims on and on
O'er night, and league, and wave, to Jack at sea.