Poems (Lambert)/All Alone

by Mary Eliza Perine Tucker Lambert

ALL ALONE.

AND shall we ever seek in vain,
 In this cold world of ours,
The love of kindred heart to gain
 To rouse our latent powers?
Or shall our hearts forever mourn
All alone?

Upon the silvery moon I gaze
 And the bright gems of night;
And from their loving, tender rays,
 My soul imbibes God's light.
Why to me is that radiance borne
All alone?

I feel each gentle, soothing word—
 The perfume of the flower—
The thrilling music of the bird—
 The twilight's quiet hour:
And sigh to think these joys mine own,
All alone.

Once in my early youth I thought
 That answered was my prayer;
Alas! experience soon taught
 'Twas but a dream so fair:
In heaven, blest heaven, I shall not mourn
All alone!