AMONG all lovely things my Love had been; <br />Had noted well the stars, all flowers that grew <br />About her home; but she had never seen <br />A glow-worm, never one, and this I knew. <br /> <br />While riding near her home one stormy night <br />A single glow-worm did I chance to espy; <br />I gave a fervent welcome to the sight, <br />And from my horse I leapt; great joy had I. <br /> <br />Upon a leaf the glow-worm did I lay, <br />To bear it with me through the stormy night: <br />And, as before, it shone without dismay; <br />Albeit putting forth a fainter light. <br /> <br />When to the dwelling of my Love I came, <br />I went into the orchard quietly; <br />And left the glow-worm, blessing it by name, <br />Laid safely by itself, beneath a tree. <br /> <br />The whole next day, I hoped, and hoped with fear; <br />At night the glow-worm shone beneath the tree; <br />I led my Lucy to the spot, 'Look here,' <br />Oh! joy it was for her, and joy for me!<br /><br />William Wordsworth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/among-all-lovely-things-my-love-had-been/
