Show The Wind of Sorrow Tho time of love was burning1 yet so low That In she dark we scarce could semi its rays And In ihe Jiyht of perfoctrplncld days Nothing but smouldering embers dull and1 slow Vainly forloves delight wo sought to throw New pleasures < m the pyre to make Ic blazi In I lifesciilm air and Iramiuil I pror Inioiis ways AVo ibimcieh flit radiant bent of loin ago Then In tIme night fnlghiof sail ularma Rltur with pain aimtlLlmtclc with fog of ileai > That lrovc us trcmblln to each others arm Acrcrs the gulf f darkneps and bait teal Into lifes calm the wind of sorrow camu And lanaod ihe fire of love to clearest lame Henry Van Dyke In The Century |