THE gloomiest day hath gleams of light; The darkest wave hath light foam near it; And twinkles through the cloudiest night Some solitary star to cheer it. The gloomiest soul is not all gloom; The saddest heart is not all sadness; And sweetly o'er the darkest doom There shines some lingering beam of gladness. Despair is never @3quite@1 despair; Nor life nor death the future closes; And round the shadowy brow of Care Will Hope and Fancy twine their roses. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SORROWING LOVE by KATHERINE MANSFIELD THE SHEPHEARDES CALENDER: DECEMBER by EDMUND SPENSER RIDE NOT TOO FAST WITH BEAUTY by ELSIE TWINING ABBOTT THE TOUCH STONE by SAMUEL BISHOP EPITAPH FOR ROBERT AIKEN by ROBERT BURNS |