Poems (Baldwyn)/Hope (Brightly the sun in splendour is shining)
HOPE.
Brightly the sun in splendour is shining O'er the far mountains; the storm rolls away. Soft is the radiance when grief is declining;— The sweet, peaceful beaming of hope's happy day!
Yes! sorrow may wreck the dear world of our love, And o'er our heart's treasures its dark mantle throw; But th' bright rays of promise that beam from above Will cause the deep anguish to cease in its flow.