'I will away, into the light of day! For herald morn blows on the hills afar, I will away, and somewhere will I pray For strength and guidance, that I may not mar The life that still is left—my evil Star Hath set; another day dawns bright and clear, The brighter for the clouds that hung so near. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CONTRA MORTEM: THE STONE by HAYDEN CARRUTH LETTER TO MAXINE SULLIVAN by HAYDEN CARRUTH OVID, OLD BUDDY, I WOULD DISCOURSE WITH YOU A WHILE by HAYDEN CARRUTH ON THE INFLATION OF THE CURRENCY, 1919 by ROBERT FROST |