Classic Poem

Sweet Soul! suddenly met, utterly loved,
At the first eye-glance of our sudden meeting!
I look back on the ways whereby I moved
To this fair fate, my lonely life completing:
I did not seek you, Dear! no vision tender
Bade me expect you on my rayless road!
There was no dreamy dawning of the splendor
Your white light sheds! no morning gray that showed
Where my Star waited under life's horizon! —
Ah, fair, pure, silvery Star! set not again!
Better no lamp to fix the sailors' eyes on
Than one brief beam cast on the cold dark main!