God help thee, Traveler, on thy journey far; The wind is bitter keen, -- the snow o'erlays The hidden pits, and dangerous hollow-ways, And darkness will involve thee. -- No kind star To-night will guide thee, Traveler, -- and the war Of winds and elements, on thy head will break, And in thy agonizing ear the shriek, Of spirits howling on their stormy car, Will often ring appalling -- I portend A dismal night -- and on my wakeful bed Thoughts, Traveler, of thee, will fill my head, And him, who rides where winds and waves contend, And strives, rude cradled on the seas, to guide His lonely bark through the tempestuous tide. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE HOUSE ON THE HILL by EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON THE PRINCESS; A MEDLEY by ALFRED TENNYSON TO A FRIEND WHOSE WORK HAS COME TO NOTHING by WILLIAM BUTLER YEATS THE MORAL FABLES: THE WOLF AND THE LAMB by AESOP |