Littell's Living Age/Volume 143/Issue 1852/Summer Eve

Dimly falls the summer even, Over forests and green meadows, Golden moon, through misty shadows, Beams down from the azure heaven.

By the brookside, with a shrillness, Chirps the cricket, and a flashing Of the waters, and a plashing, Greets the wanderer through the stillness.

Yonder where the waters shimmer, Bathes alone the elf-queen nightly Arm and shoulder, shining whitely, In the moonlight softly glimmer.

Dämmernd liegt der Sommerabend Elektitaj Poemoj de Heinrich Heine/Krepuskiĝas la vespero Hämyään luo kesäilta Гаснет летний вечер; тенью (Гейне; Быков) Летний вечер тихо брежжит (Гейне; Бальмонт)