 | The poetical works of William H. C. Hosmer |  |
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LOVE'S STAR.
Though friendship's clear moonlight is sweet, Rose,
With falsehood its glow is replete, Rose—
The sunbeam of joy is a cheat, Rose,
But fadeless is Love's holy light;
It shines, though the storm-demon rave, Rose,
And gilds with a halo the grave, Rose,
When gone are the fair and the brave, Rose,
Restoring their features to sight.
With falsehood its glow is replete, Rose—
The sunbeam of joy is a cheat, Rose,
But fadeless is Love's holy light;
It shines, though the storm-demon rave, Rose,
And gilds with a halo the grave, Rose,
When gone are the fair and the brave, Rose,
Restoring their features to sight.
My bosom was colder than stone, Rose,
And long was I cheerless and lone, Rose,
But full on my darkness hath shone, Rose,
An orb in Love's canopy set;
While cheered on my course by its ray, Rose,
That turns the deep night into day, Rose,
Though fame and its visions betray, Rose,
A heart to press on have I yet.
And long was I cheerless and lone, Rose,
But full on my darkness hath shone, Rose,
An orb in Love's canopy set;
While cheered on my course by its ray, Rose,
That turns the deep night into day, Rose,
Though fame and its visions betray, Rose,
A heart to press on have I yet.
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