Synopsis

\I WOKE last night from a fitful sleep ; The moon, through my casement, looked wan and pale : I watched till the storm clouds dark and deep Spread over her sweet white face as a veil — Then my heart was sad as the sombre sky. Till a rift in the driven clouds set free One star, that, bright as a loving eye. Came out of the darkness and smiled on me ; And I cried, *' Though stormy my life to-night And dark as the drift above. One star through its cloud gleams fair and bright — That star is the star of my love ! '* Then I slept once more, and a sweet dream came ; For I saw my love, and her steadfast eyes I fancied were lit by the same clear flame As the star so fair in the cloudy skies. I woke, and I knew that the storm had fled And sunshine lay on the earth again. And the twining rose near my window shed A fresher scent from the midnight rain ;