Of unknown worlds far reaching out of sight.
In the year’s twilight thy pale blossoms shine
With faithful promise of the winter’s night—
The broad, white fields with nameless stars a-light,
The crystal glitter far outshining thine.
In the late daylight that about thee lies,
How soft thy radiance to sun-weary eyes!
II.
The brave arbutus fair foretold the spring
With gleam auroral of the coming slow