They safely walk in darkest ways Whose youth is lighted from above, Where, through the senses' silvery haze, Dawns the veil'd moon of nuptial love. Who is the happy husband? He Who, scanning his unwedded life, Thanks Heaven, with a conscience free, Twas faithful to his future wife. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A PRAYER by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR THE SUPERSEDED by THOMAS HARDY CROTALUS by FRANCIS BRET HARTE IN MEMORIAM A.H.H.: 7 by ALFRED TENNYSON ON GOOD FRIDAY, THE DAY OF OUR SAVIOUR'S PASSION by PHILIP AYRES THE LAY OF ST. ODILLE by RICHARD HARRIS BARHAM |