'TIS midnight the lone mountains on -- The East is fleck'd with cloudy bars, And, gliding through them one by one, The moon walks up her path of stars -- The light upon her placid brow Received from fountains unseen now. And happiness is mine to-night, Thus springing from an unseen fount; And breast and brain are warm with light, With midnight round me on the mount -- Its rays, like thine, fair Dian, flow From far that Western star below. Dear mother! in thy love I live; The life thou gav'st flows yet from thee -- And, sun-like, thou hast power to give Life to the earth, air, sea, for me! Though wandering, as this moon above, I'm dark without thy constant love. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE GAMBOLS OF CHILDREN by GEORGE DARLEY MASSACHUSETTS TO VIRGINIA by JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIER AB ASTRIS by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA VICISSITUDES by GAMALIEL BRADFORD A VERMONT COUNTRY STORE by DANIEL LEAVENS CADY TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 3. THE VOICE OF ONE BLIND by EDWARD CARPENTER |