As when the moon which on a wide deep stream
Makes every wavelet glint with silver light
By some black cloud a shadow of the night
Ls but awhile obscured yet still gleam
The waves in darkness to no falling beam
And please in shade with the obscure delight
Of a profounder motion stilly dight
With softened silver like a thing of dream
So may for e'er my song its force retain
And though a cloud o'ercast my weary mind
Let that but fill the glitter of my strain
With staider sweetness showing to mankind
That though beneath a cloud I can sustain
My wonted song to hope and bliss not blind