Once a pilgrim said—“O gentle star, that shinest nightly, say,
Why dost thou appear not ever in the bright and sunny day?”
VIII.
Hear what then the gentle glow-worm answered from its mouth of fire,—
“In the gloomy forest shine I, but before the sun expire.”
THE SUPPLIANT.
All night the lonely suppliant prayed,
All night his earnest crying made,