To The Fire-Fly

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Title:     To The Fire-Fly
Author: Thomas Moore [More Titles by Moore]

to the Fire-fly.[1]

At morning, when the earth and sky
Are glowing with the light of spring,
We see thee not, thou humble fly!
Nor think upon thy gleaming wing.

But when the skies have lost their hue,
And sunny lights no longer play,
Oh then we see and bless thee too
For sparkling o'er the dreary way.

Thus let me hope, when lost to me
The lights that now my life illume,
Some milder joys may come, like thee,
To cheer, if not to warm, the gloom!

 

NOTE:
[1] The lively and varying illumination, with which these fire-flies light up the woods at night, gives quite an idea of enchantment.

[The end]
Thomas Moore's poem: To The Fire-Fly

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