As one who eyes his watch, ere day is born, If haply by its glimmer he may trace How near he is to some high festal morn, He sought and found the love-light on her face. That single glimpse chased all his doubts away, And left a happy hope, a safe surmise, A golden guess in darkness; his glad eyes Had seen enough to prove the coming day. Thenceforth he felt an ever waxing power O'er all his weak and timid fears prevail; His heart moved forward with the growing hour; He felt that gleam of promise would not fail: That peeping star was trusty, though so dim, And show'd the morn was near for her and him. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FIVE SOULS by WILLIAM NORMAN EWER THE ROAD NOT TAKEN by ROBERT FROST LULLABY OF A LOVER by GEORGE GASCOIGNE OVERNIGHT, A ROSE by CAROLINE GILTINAN THE ORACLES by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN A RECIPE FOR SALAD by SYDNEY SMITH |