Then agony of loneliness o’ercame
My widowed heart—night would fit emblem seem
For the evanishing of that bright dream:
The heavens were dark—my life henceforth the same.
No hope—its pulse within my breast was dead.
No light—the clouds hung heavily o’erhead.
II.—DAYBREAK.
Once more I sought the casement. Lo! a ray,
Faint and uncertain, struggled through the gloom,
And shed a misty twilight on the room;