 | The Uncollected Poems of Henry Timrod |  |
GEM OF BEAUTY!
Gem of Beauty! Lovely star!Shining dimly from afar,
Struggling faintly with the cloud
Whose misty folds thy lustre shroud,
Now emerging forth to sight
Lending thy soft ray to night,
Fading now, like childhood's bloom
On the border of the tomb,
Bursting the dark veil again
As spirits rend Death's feeble chain,
Dear Enlivener of the gloom
Like thee oh! may it be my doom
To struggle with the tempter's art
When clouds beset my weary heart,
The bondage of the grave to break
And in unsullied glory wake.
| The Uncollected Poems of Henry Timrod | |