O bright-eyed Hope, that still look’st back on me,
And beckon’st with thy hand, seeming to say-
“Leave caring for these baubles of To-Day;
Lift up thy heavy lids; look on and see
The glory waiting in the far To-Be,
Before whose beams thy present joys shall show
As shows the wan moon in the morning-glow,
And all thy troubles like the night-fog flee!”
How light at times my labours seem when I
Look up to wipe my brow, and see thee there
O’erwatching all my toil with constant eye,
Lustrous, and oh! above all fancy fair!
And yet the fear-that sometime thou shalt fly
And leave me to the blankness of despair!
(James Logie Robertson)
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