A WINTER NIGHT
by: John Hay (1838-1905)
POEMS BY JOHN HAY
- HE winter
wind is raving fierce and shrill
- And chides with angry moan the frosty skies,
- The white stars gaze with sleepless Gorgon eyes
- That freeze the earth in terror fixed and still.
- We reck not of the wild night's gloom and chill,
- Housed from its rage, dear friend; and fancy flies,
- Lured by the hand of beckoning memories,
- Back to those summer evenings on the hill
- Where we together watched the sun go down
- Beyond the gold-washed uplands, while his fires
- Touched into glittering life the vanes and spires
- Piercing the purpling mists that veiled the town.
- The wintry night thy voice and eyes beguile,
- Till wake the sleeping summers in thy smile.