Poems by John B. Tabb | ||
35
AN INFLUENCE.
I see thee,—heaven's unclouded face
A vacancy around thee made,
Its sunshine a subservient grace
Thy lovelier light to shade.
A vacancy around thee made,
Its sunshine a subservient grace
Thy lovelier light to shade.
I feel thee, as the billows feel
A river freshening the brine;
A life's libation poured to heal
The bitterness of mine.
A river freshening the brine;
A life's libation poured to heal
The bitterness of mine.
Poems by John B. Tabb | ||