Be hopeful, sweet singer; man may not raise To lays that thou pourest high pæans of praise: The nightingale's song will ever delight, Though sung in the gloom and silence of night. Beautiful maiden, may never envy Blanch thy sweet roses and dim thy bright eye: Purity, innocence, God is thy guide, Angels shall guard and watch by thy side. Bright stream, we bless thee; we trace thee afar Down the green valley; Hope's beautiful star Gleams on thy bosom; may never again Wild fires of passion thy life-current drain. Be hopeful, hope ever; hope never dies; In midst of our sorrows hope ever lies: The hot brow of anguish, cooled by the balm Dropped from her pinions, is trustful and calm. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GENEVIEVE AND ALEXANDRA (2) by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON SONG by DAVID HARTLEY COLERIDGE ROSE AYLMER by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR TWO POEMS TO HANS THOMA ON HIS SIXIETH BIRTHDAY: 2. THE KNIGHT by RAINER MARIA RILKE THE TWO GLASSES by ELLA WHEELER WILCOX |