When, with my window opened wide at night, To look at yonder stars with their round light, In motion shining beautiful and clear -- As I look up, there comes this sudden fear: That, down on earth, too dark for me to see, Some homeless wretch looks up in misery; And, like a man that's guilty of a sin, I close my blinds, and draw my body in. Still thinking of that Heaven, I dare not take Another look, because of that man's sake; Who in the darkness, with his mournful eyes Has made @3my@1 lighted home his paradise. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...PARADISE by FREDERICK WILLIAM FABER LINES TO A BEAUTIFUL AND BUS-RIDING LADY by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE LUNCH by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A HINT FROM THE BEGINNING OF THE THIRD SATIRE OF JUVENAL by PHILIP AYRES |