When the lids of dusk are falling
O'er the dreamy eyes of day,
And the whippoorwills are calling,
And the lesson laid away,--
May Mem'ry soft and tender
As the prelude of the night,
Bend over you and render
As tranquil a delight.

(C) James Whitcomb Riley
04/08/2015


Best Poems of James Whitcomb Riley

• Extremes
• A Good Man
• The Nine Little Goblins
• A Life Lesson
• When Evening Shadows Fall
• Dead Leaves
• Company Manners
• Thomas The Pretender
• A Mother-song
• Down Around The River
• In The Evening
• The Rival
• Old Indiany. Intended For A Dinner Of The Indiana Society Of Chicago
• Right Here At Home
• When June Is Here
• Our Boyhood Haunts
• The Rapture Of The Year
• A Liz Town Humorist
• Lines For An Album
• Anselmo