Once, at night, in the manor wood <br /> My Love and I long silent stood, <br /> Amazed that any heavens could <br />Decree to part us, bitterly repining. <br /> My Love, in aimless love and grief, <br /> Reached forth and drew aside a leaf <br /> That just above us played the thief <br />And stole our starlight that for us was shining. <br /> <br /> A star that had remarked her pain <br /> Shone straightway down that leafy lane, <br /> And wrought his image, mirror-plain, <br />Within a tear that on her lash hung gleaming. <br /> "Thus Time," I cried, "is but a tear <br /> Some one hath wept 'twixt hope and fear, <br /> Yet in his little lucent sphere <br />Our star of stars, Eternity, is beaming."<br /><br />Sidney Lanier<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-song-of-eternity-in-time/
