124 LIGHTS AND SHADOWS.
Now I stand once more
On the shadowed shore, To the water slowly turning ;
And I learn to-day,
In an idle way, A lesson worth the learning.
Lo ! the sails are white,
All the masts are bright, And the ruddy flag is streaming ;
Turning breasts of snow,
Wheeling sea-gulls go, With their wide wings whitely gleaming.
So I look no more,
As I did before, At life s shadows with repining;
If the sails are dun,
I shall know the sun On the other side is shining.
For the gloom we see
May but brightness be When we get across the river,
"Where the sun no more
Leaves the golden shore, And our ships are white for ever !