I'm sitting here watching the sky turn a lovely dim shade of blue and have just heard the church bells, so was reminded of 'Elegy Written in a Country Church-Yard' (or part of it anyway):- 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. Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds: Anyone else want to share a poem they love?