<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Evening - Maxioms.com</title><description>Quotes, Famous Quotes, Sayings, Proverbs, Maxims, Axioms, Maxioms</description><link>http://www.maxioms.com</link><language>en-us</language><copyright>Copyright 2026 Maxioms.com. All Rights Reserved.</copyright><item><title><![CDATA[I was heavy with the even, When she lit her glimmering tapers  Round the day's dead sanctities.   ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14265]]></link><description><![CDATA[I was heavy with the even, When she lit her glimmering tapers  Round the day's dead sanctities.   I laughed in the morning's eyes.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14265</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14266]]></link><description><![CDATA[The holy time is quiet as a Nun Breathless with adoration.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14266</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[When day is done, and clouds are low, And flowers are honey-dew,  And Hesper's lamp begins to glow  ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14251]]></link><description><![CDATA[When day is done, and clouds are low, And flowers are honey-dew,  And Hesper's lamp begins to glow   Along the western blue;    And homeward wing the turtle-doves,     Then comes the hour the poet loves.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14251</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea,  The ploughman homeward ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14252]]></link><description><![CDATA[The curfew tolls the knell of parting day, The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea,  The ploughman homeward plods his weary way,   And leaves the world to darkness and to me.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14252</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Day hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14253]]></link><description><![CDATA[Day hath put on his jacket, and around His burning bosom buttoned it with stars.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14253</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky  With heaven's pale candles stored. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14254]]></link><description><![CDATA[How gently rock yon poplars high Against the reach of primrose sky  With heaven's pale candles stored.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14254</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[But when eve's silent footfall steals Along the eastern sky,  And one by one to earth reveals   ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14255]]></link><description><![CDATA[But when eve's silent footfall steals Along the eastern sky,  And one by one to earth reveals   Those purer fires on high.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14255</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Day, like a weary pilgrim, had reached the western gate of heaven, and Evening stooped down to unloose the latchets ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14256]]></link><description><![CDATA[Day, like a weary pilgrim, had reached the western gate of heaven, and Evening stooped down to unloose the latchets of his sandal shoon.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14256</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Now came still evening on; and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad:  Silence accompanied; for ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14257]]></link><description><![CDATA[Now came still evening on; and twilight gray Had in her sober livery all things clad:  Silence accompanied; for beast and bird,   They to they grassy couch, these to their nests,    Were slunk, all but the wakeful nightingale.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14257</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Just then return'd at shut of evening flowers. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14258]]></link><description><![CDATA[Just then return'd at shut of evening flowers.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14258</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour When pleasure, like the midnight flower  That scorns the eye of vulgar ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14259]]></link><description><![CDATA[Fly not yet, 'tis just the hour When pleasure, like the midnight flower  That scorns the eye of vulgar light,   Begins to bloom for sons of night.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14259</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[O how grandly cometh Even, Sitting on the mountain summit,  Purple-vestured, grave, and silent,   Watching o'er the ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14260]]></link><description><![CDATA[O how grandly cometh Even, Sitting on the mountain summit,  Purple-vestured, grave, and silent,   Watching o'er the dewy valleys,    Like a good king near his end.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14260</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[One by one the flowers close, Lily and dewy rose  Shutting their tender petals from the moon. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14261]]></link><description><![CDATA[One by one the flowers close, Lily and dewy rose  Shutting their tender petals from the moon.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14261</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Day's lustrous eyes grow heavy in sweet death. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14262]]></link><description><![CDATA[Day's lustrous eyes grow heavy in sweet death.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14262</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14263]]></link><description><![CDATA[The pale child, Eve, leading her mother, Night.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14263</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep  Moans ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14264]]></link><description><![CDATA[The lights begin to twinkle from the rocks: The long day wanes: the slow moon climbs: the deep  Moans round with many voices.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14264</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[In the morning be first up, and in the evening last to go to bed, for they that sleep catch ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14244]]></link><description><![CDATA[In the morning be first up, and in the evening last to go to bed, for they that sleep catch no fish]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14244</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14245]]></link><description><![CDATA[Think in the morning. Act in the noon. Eat in the evening. Sleep in the night.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14245</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,  When ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14246]]></link><description><![CDATA[At the close of the day, when the hamlet is still And mortals the sweets of forgetfulness prove,  When nought but the torrent is heard on the hill   And nought but the nightingale's song in the grove.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14246</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[And whiter grows the foam, The small moon lightens more;  And as I turn me home,   My ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14247]]></link><description><![CDATA[And whiter grows the foam, The small moon lightens more;  And as I turn me home,   My shadow walks before.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14247</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[To me at least was never evening yet But seemed far beautifuller than its day. ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14248]]></link><description><![CDATA[To me at least was never evening yet But seemed far beautifuller than its day.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14248</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[Hath thy heart within thee burned, At evening's calm and holy hour? ]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14249]]></link><description><![CDATA[Hath thy heart within thee burned, At evening's calm and holy hour?]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14249</guid></item><item><title><![CDATA[It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard;  It is the hour when ...]]></title><link><![CDATA[http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14250]]></link><description><![CDATA[It is the hour when from the boughs The nightingale's high note is heard;  It is the hour when lovers' vows   Seem sweet in every whispered word;    And gentle winds, and waters near,     Make music to the lonely ear.      Each flower the dews have lightly wet,       And in the sky the stars are met,        And on the wave is deeper blue,         And on the leaf a browner hue,          And in the heaven that clear obscure,           So softly dark, and darkly pure.            Which follows the decline of day,             As twilight melts beneath the moon away.]]></description><guid>http://www.maxioms.com/maxiom/14250</guid></item></channel></rss>