As one dark morn I trod a forest glade, A sunbeam entered at the further end, And ran to meet me thro' the yielding shade -- As one, who in the distance sees a friend, And, smiling, hurries to him; but mine eyes, Bewildered by the change from dark to bright, Received the greeting with a quick surprise At first, and then with tears of pure delight; For sad my thoughts had been - the tempest's wrath Had gloomed the night, and made the morrow gray; That heavenly guidance humble sorrow hath, Had turned my feet into that forest-way, Just when His morning light came down the path, Among the lonely woods at early day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OH! WEEP FOR THOSE by GEORGE GORDON BYRON NO PLATONIQUE LOVE by WILLIAM CARTWRIGHT CHURCH MONUMENTS by GEORGE HERBERT TWO RED ROSES ACROSS THE MOON by WILLIAM MORRIS (1834-1896) THE COW by ROBERT LOUIS STEVENSON INCIDENT CHARACTERISTIC OF A FAVOURITE DOG by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH |