Jewels of Romance/Jewels of Romance/Northern Lights
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NORTHERN LIGHTS
You were not with me when the Northern Lights
Blazed white across the late March sky:
You did not see the wondrous, awful heights,
Which by their vastness, terrify.
You did not feel the strange and weird unrest
That comes into the soul of man
When Heaven's star-bejewelled lights attest
The meagreness of Life's vague span.
You did not sense the melancholy spleen
Of solitude which fills the mind,
Like some ugly dwarf with hideous mien,
Cursing the softness of Spring wind.
You did not crave, while drinking deep the wine
Of Heaven's wondrous potency,
The nearness of another to define
In silence, Love's great ecstasy.