Last Vision

The day for you is done : yet o'er the verge,
Beyond the brim where your swift sun has set,
Where Day and Night in one grand bridal merge,
I see a star amid the shadows set.
It is the star that will be seen at morn
Amid the splendour of the eastern sky,
Just when the lark, his breast with passion torn,
Doth fling his soul into an ecstasy.
Shine on, thou star, born in the world's dark night.
Lit from the eyes of dying Youth—who fell
Amid their love, their dreams, Life's rare delight—
Keeping with thee thy lonely sentinel :
Shine on, thou star of Freedom, 'til is born
Within the womb of Night thy fadeless morn !