WHILE I had mine eyes, I feared; The heavens in wrath seemed bowed; I look, and the sun with a smile breaks forth, And a rainbow spans the cloud. I thought the winter was here, That the earth was cold and bare, But I feel the coming of birds and flowers, And the spring-time in the air. I said that all the lips I ever had kissed were dumb; That my dearest ones were dead and gone, And never a friend would come. But I hear a voice as sweet As the fall of summer showers; And the grave that yawned at my very feet Is filled to the top with flowers! As if 't were the midnight hour, I sat with gloom opprest; When a light was breaking out of the east, And shining unto the west. I heard the angels call Across from the beautiful shore; And I saw a look in my darling's eyes, That never was there before. Transfigured, lost to me, She had slipped from my embrace; Now lo! I hold her fast once more, With the light of God on her face! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...CATHOLIC HYMN by EDGAR ALLAN POE LINES WRITTEN TO A TRANSLATOR OF GREEK POETRY by MARGARET STEELE ANDERSON TRINITIE SUNDAY by JOSEPH BEAUMONT VIA LUCIS by CHARLES GRANGER BLANDEN A NEW PILGRIMAGE: 19 by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT |