Classic Poem

When life is young
And Hope has flung
O'er all to come her rainbow light
How deeply thrill
Our pulses still
To the light step that comes at night!

When those we loved
Away have roved
And home has lost it's chief delight,
How brisk — how free,
How cheerfully,
Sounds their returning step by night!

When Fortune parts
Two kindred hearts,
And threatens all their joy to blight,
What hopes, what fears,
What smiles, what tears,
Wait the light step that comes at Night!

When Love is kind,
And hearts are twined,
In fond affection pure and bright,
How quick the ear,
That waits to hear,
The loved light step that comes at Night!