WHEN life's troubles gather darkly Round the way we follow here, When no hope the sad heart lightens, No voice speaks a word of cheer; Then the thought the shadow scatters, Giving us a cheering ray, -- When the night appears the darkest, Morning is not far away. When adversity surrounds us, And our sunshine friends pass by, And the dreams so fondly cherished With our shattered treasures lie; Then amid such gloomy seasons This sweet thought can yet be drawn, -- When the darkest hour is present, It is always near the dawn. When the spirit fluttering lingers On the confines of this life, Parting from all joyful memories, And from every scene of strife, Though the scene is sad and gloomy, And the body shrinks in fear, These dark hours will soon be vanished, And the glorious morn be here. Pain cannot affect us always, Brighter days will soon be here; Sorrow may oppress us often, Yet a happier time is near; All along our earthly journey This reflection lights the way, -- Nature's darkest hour is always Just before the break of day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CACHE LA POUDRE by JAMES GALVIN EPITAPH FOR A SOLDIER by DAVID IGNATOW LETHE by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON BRUTUS LIVES AGAIN IN BOOTH by EDGAR LEE MASTERS JOHNNY APPLESEED by EDGAR LEE MASTERS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: COONEY POTTER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS A BALLAD OF WHITECHAPEL by ISAAC ROSENBERG SPAIN IN AMERICA by GEORGE SANTAYANA TO A LADY WHO HAD OFFERED HIM A WREATH OF LAUREL by GEORGE SANTAYANA |