Delight

IN THE EVENING

It is the little brown hour of twilight.

I pause between two dark houses,

For there is a song in my heart.

If I could sing at this moment what I wish to sing,

The nations would crown me,

If I were dumb ever afterwards.

For I am sure it would be the greatest song in the world,

And the song every one has been trying to sing

Just now!

But it will not come out.

-G.K. Chesterton