text: Home, home, all souls home
  Dead to the graveyard, living to the lamplight
  Old to the fireside, girls from the twilight
  Babe to the breast, and heart to its haven
  Lost ones home
  —Kathleen Raine, Spell to Bring Lost Creatures Home
  Twilight casts its spell
  The forest sighs and trembles
  Children, shadows long
  Hurry down the lanes
  Swinging through the gates
  Home, young ones home!
  Home, strayed ones home!
  Sailors ride dark swells
  Drunkards drink their fill
  Sad girls bathe in lamplight
  Glassy-eyed and pale
  No one to regale
  Home, all souls home!
  Home, lost ones home!
  Feather and fur reclaim the night
  Creep and prowl
  Scatter in haste at dawn’s first light
  Heed the call
  Home, night owls home!
  Home, small beasts home!
  Home, strayed ones home!
  Home, young ones home!
  All souls home!