Labor and the Angel

by Duncan Campbell Scott

Then for a moment her eyes

Lighten, and thunder broods dark,

Heavy and strong at her heart;

But for a moment, and then

All her imperious wrath

Breaks in a passion of tears,

With the surge of her grief outpoured,

She sinks on the bosom of Love,

Her sister of infinite years,

And is wrapped, and enclosed, and restored.