EACH shining light above us Has its own peculiar grace; But every light of heaven Is in my darling's face. For it is like the sunlight, So strong and pure and warm, That folds all good and happy things, And guards from gloom and harm. And it is like the moonlight, So holy and so calm; The rapt peace of a summer night, When soft winds die in balm. And it is like the starlight; For, love her as I may, She dwells still lofty and serene In mystery far away. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...GEIST'S GRAVE by MATTHEW ARNOLD SONNET: THE LORELEI by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH FOR EVER AND EVERMORE by GEORGE BARLOW (1847-1913) EPITAPH ON DIOPHANTUS by JAMES HAY BEATTIE THE GEOGRAPHER'S GLORY; OR, THE GLOBE IN 1730 by EDMUND CHARLES BLUNDEN INVITATION TO THE REDBREAST by VINCENT BOURNE OUR LADY OF CHANGE by BERTON BRALEY SEARCHLIGHTS by MILDRED SUTTON BRENEMAN EPIGRAM TO DON ANTONIO, KING OF PORTUGAL by WILLIAM BROWNE (1591-1643) |