But lo! thou comest like the sweet moonlight That turns the flashing waters into gold: Thou comest,—and the world is no more old, But young and glad, and robed in wedding white. The swift waves laugh with ever-tuneful might; Amid the trees the enamoured breeze is bold; And all this just because thine hand I hold And watch with quiet eyes thine eyes most bright. The whole world changes, love, when thou art here! The thunderous dark oppressive huge clouds break: Fallen are the broken wings of vanquished fear: Blue now for grey ripples the sun-kissed lake: Deep shines the sky unflecked with mist and clear: The very birds sing louder for thy sake! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FAREWELL TO MALTA by GEORGE GORDON BYRON ALONE (2) by WALTER JOHN DE LA MARE THOUGHTS OF PHENA AT NEWS OF HER DEATH by THOMAS HARDY CARRION COMFORT by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS COMMON DUST by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON LAYS OF FRANCE: SONG (2) by MARIE DE FRANCE |