HOW calm upon the twilight water sleeps, With folded wings, yon solitary sail, Safe-harbored, haply dreaming of the gale That wolf-like o'er the waste deserted leaps: One star -- a signal light above her -- keeps Watch; and, behold, its pictured image pale Gleams far below, a seeming anchor frail, Where onward still the noiseless current sweeps. Star of my life, pale planet, far removed, Oh, be thou, when the twilight deepens, near! Set in my soul thine image undisproved By death and darkness, till the morning clear Behold me in the presence I have loved, My beacon here, my bliss eternal there! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HARRISON STREET COURT by CARL SANDBURG THE LIGHTS OF NEW YORK by SARA TEASDALE EPISTLE TO AUGUSTA by GEORGE GORDON BYRON THE SCORPION by WILLIAM PLOMER SONNET: 106 by WILLIAM SHAKESPEARE ASTRAEA by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER |