SEE through yon cloud that rolls in wrath, <br />One little star benignant peep, <br />To light along their trackless path <br />The wanderers of the stormy deep. <br /> <br />And thus, oh Hope! thy lovely form <br />In sorrow's gloomy night shall be <br />The sun that looks through cloud and storm <br />Upon a dark and moonless sea. <br /> <br />When heaven is all serene and fair, <br />Full many a brighter gem we meet; <br />'Tis when the tempest hovers there, <br />Thy beam is most divinely sweet. <br /> <br />The rainbow, when the sun declines, <br />Like faithless friend will disappear; <br />Thy light, dear star! more brightly shines <br />When all is wail and weeping here. <br /> <br />And though Aurora's stealing beam <br />May wake a morning of delight, <br />'Tis only thy consoling beam <br />Will smile amid affliction's night.<br /><br />Joseph Rodman Drake<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/hope-20/
