The summer skies are darkly blue,
The days are still and bright,
And Evening trails her robes of gold
Through the dim halls of Night.


Summer's Call. Compare: "I heard the trailing garments of the Night / Sweep through her marble halls", Longfellow. - Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919)


The summer skies are darkly blue, The days are still and bright, And Evening trails her robes of gold Through the dim halls of Night.

The summer skies are darkly blue, The days are still and bright, And Evening trails her robes of gold Through the dim halls of Night.

The summer skies are darkly blue, The days are still and bright, And Evening trails her robes of gold Through the dim halls of Night.

The summer skies are darkly blue, The days are still and bright, And Evening trails her robes of gold Through the dim halls of Night.