Amidst the dewy shadows, my first look
Shall seek his form! How blissful was the thought
With him to share each golden evening’s peace!
How grew the longing, hour by hour, to read
His spirit yet more deeply! Day by day
How my own being, tuned to happiness,
Gave forth a voice of finer harmony!—
Now is the twilight-gloom around me fallen:
The festal day, the sun’s magnificence,
All riches of this many-colour’d world,