25. When _evening's virgin Queen_ Sits on her fringed throne serene, And mingling whispers, rising near, Steal on the still reposing ear. H. K. WHITE. 26. When the moon riseth as if dreaming, Treading with still white feet the lulled sea. _From the Etonian._ 27. When day hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom button'd it with stars. O. W. HOLMES. 28. _Morning_, with all her attributes; the slow Impearling of the heavens, the sparkling white On the webb'd grass, the fragrant mistiness, The fresh airs, with the twinkling leaves at sport, And all the gradual and emerging light, The crystalline distinctness settling clear, And all the wakening of strengthening sound. MILMAN--_Lord of the Bright City_. 29. Her _twilight_ robe when nature wears, And evening sheds her sweetest tears, Which every thirsty plant receives, While silence trembles on the leaves. From every tree, and flower, and bush, There seems to breathe a soothing hush, While every transient sound but shows How deep and still is the repose. MRS. FOLLEN. 30. When as the _evening shades prevail_, The moon takes up her wondrous tale, And, nightly, to the listening earth Proclaims the story of her birth. While all the stars that round her burn, And all the planets in their turn, Confirm the tidings as they roll, And spread the truth from pole to pole. ADDISON. 31. When thronging constellations rush in crowds, Paving with fire the sky. SHELLEY. 32. A _beautiful sunset_, when warm o'er the lake Its splendor, at parting, a summer eve throws, Like a bride full of blushes, when lingering to take A last look of her mirror at night ere she goes. MOORE--_Lalla Rookh_. 33. The _midnight_ hour, The starlight wedding of the earth and heaven, When music breathes in perfume from the flower, And high revealings to the heart are given. S. L. FAIRFIELD. 34. Weel may'st thou welcome the night's deathly reign, Wi' souls of the dearest ye're mingling then; The gowd light o' mornin' is lightless to thee, But, oh! for the _night_ wi' its ghost revelrie. WILLIAM THOM. 35. Come, stir the fire, and close the shutters fast; Let fall the curtains, wheel the sofa round; And while the bubbling and loud hissing urn Throws up a steamy column, and the cups That cheer but not inebriate, wait on each, So will you welcome cheerful _evening_ in. COWPER--_Task_.