MISCELLANEOUS POEMS

By Charles Sangster


 

LOVE’S GUIDING STAR.



In happier hours, Love’s star was beaming
     About my path by day and night,
Ev’n when my mind was wrapped in dreaming,
     I felt the fervor of its light.
And when my soul was dark with sorrow,

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     Its brightness quenched in mental pain,
I looked with hope towards the morrow,
     For I knew that star would shine again. [Page 192]

But now, the hours are sad and dreary,
     Love from my heavenward path is flown,

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And Hope is crushed, and I am weary
     In living for myself alone:
No guiding star to cheer me onward,
     To wing my better thoughts to God,
But dark Despair impels me downward.

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     I see my grave beneath the sod!

Oh! is it to be thus forever?
     And must that guardian spirit’s light
Illume my darkened footsteps never,
     Or quicken this eternal night?

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Fool that I was! to madly sever
     That bright link in my being’s chain—
To quench that holy light forever!—
     For I cannot hope ’twill shine again! [Page 193]