When the moonlight's on the mountain <br />And the gloom is on the glen, <br />At the cross beside the fountain <br />There is one will meet thee then. <br />At the cross beside the fountain; <br />Yes, the cross beside the fountain, <br />There is one will meet thee then! <br /> <br />I have braved, since first we met, love, <br />Many a danger in my course; <br />But I never can forget, love, <br />That dear fountain, that old cross, <br />Where, her mantle shrouded o'er her— <br />For the winds were chilly then— <br />First I met my Leonora, <br />When the gloom was on the glen. <br /> <br />Many a clime I've ranged since then, love, <br />Many a land I've wandered o'er; <br />But a valley like that glen, love, <br />Half so dear I never sor! <br />Ne'er saw maiden fairer, coyer, <br />Than wert thou, my true love, when <br />In the gloaming first I saw yer, <br />In the gloaming of the glen!<br /><br />William Makepeace Thackeray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-the-gloom-is-on-the-glen/
