Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, VANISHED, by ALICE CARY


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First Line: Out of the wild and weary night
Last Line: And sickness, pain, and death are not.
Subject(s): Love – Loss Of


OUT of the wild and weary night
I see the morning softly rise,
But oh, my lovely, lovely eyes!
The world is dim without your light.

I see the young buds break and start
To fresher life when frosts are o'er,
But oh, my rose-red mouth! no more
Will kiss of yours delight my heart.

The worm that knows nor hope nor trust
Comes forth with glorious wings dispread,
But oh, my little golden head!
I see you only in the dust.

I hear the calling of the lark,
Despite the cloud, despite the rain;
But oh, my snow-white hands! in vain
I search to find you through the dark.

When the strong whirlwind's rage is o'er,
A whisper bids the land rejoice;
But oh, my gentle, gentle voice
Your music gladdens me no more.

But though no earthly joy dispel
This gloom that fills my life with woe,
My sweetest, and my best! I know
That you are still alive and well.

Alive and well: oh, blissful thought!
In some sweet clime, I know not where;
I only know that you are there,
And sickness, pain, and death are not.





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