Poems (Charlotte Allen)/Stanzas (Sadness with all its busy train)

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4665391Poems — StanzasCharlotte Allen

STANZAS.
Sadness with all its busy train
Of musings, hovered o'er me,
And with a magic power threw
Its misty veil before me.

It was not dark within my soul,—
A ray of heavenly love
I felt inspire my mental shrine,
With influence from above.

But still I saw my spirits sink;
The world looked cold around me,
And friendship seemed but shadow's shade,
When twilight thus had found me.

I raised my eyes to yon bright sphere,
Where in unfading lightness,
One little star was smiling down,
In all its native brightness.

E'en thus, I thought, doth Heaven throw,
A star of hope before us,
And with its soothing power shed,
A cheering radiance o'er us.