The cloud that darkened long our sky of love,
And flung a shadow o’er life’s Eden bloom,
Hath deepened into night, around, above —
But night beneficent and void of gloom.
The dews of peace and faith’s sweet quiet bringing,
And memory’s starlight, as joy’s sunlight fades,
While, like the nightingale’s melodious singing,
The voice of Hope steals out amid the shades.
Now it hath come and gone, the shadowed day,
The time of farewells that beheld us part,