Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky

Sweet spring, full of sweet days and roses, A box where sweets compacted lie

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright, The bridal of the earth and sky, The dew shall weep thy fall to-night; For thou must die.

Life is tragic simply because the earth turns and the sun inexorably rises and sets, and one day, for each of us, the sun will go down for the last, last time.

Sweet day, so cool, so calm, so bright,
The bridal of the earth and sky;
The dew shall weep thy fall tonight,

For thou must die.

To write a verse or two is all the praise That I can raise