Classic Poem

O God! To see thee weep
And dare not kiss
The tear, the bursting tear away,
My love! my life! my soul!
My highest bliss
Were near thee ever more to stay,
To stay for ever more.

But now a gulf yawns wide
Between us two;
The sun is gone, nor star
Illumes the dark; my peace
Is gone, and you
Stand yonder — sad and cold and far —
Far, far for ever more.

But lift thy drooping lids
And light the dark
Expanse; but smile though sad twill bridge
The gulf with joy, and speak
One word! — the lark
Sings on the gleaming ridge
Of dawn! 'Tis night no more.