My Star has vanished in the west, <br />And with it dies the day, <br />And all the rosy light of life <br />Is fading into gray. <br /> <br />The sky is full of other stars, <br />But none to me are dear; <br />Their silvery light fills all the night, <br />But still the world is drear. <br /> <br />Far in the west one tender flush <br />The dim horizon stains,- <br />A memory of hours that were, <br />A hope that yet remains. <br /> <br />For, wheeling over many lands <br />And brightly shining on, <br />In happier days my Evening Star <br />Will be my Star of Dawn.<br /><br />John Hay<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/vespers-2/
