O sweet To-morrow! -
After to-day There will away This sense of sorrow.
Then let us borrow Hope, for a gleaming Soon will be streaming, Dimmed by no gray -No gray!
While the winds wing us Sighs from The Gone, Nearer to dawn Minute-beats bring us;When there will sing us Larks of a glory Waiting our story Further anon -Anon!
Doff the black token, Don the red shoon, Right and retune Viol-strings broken;Null the words spoken In speeches of rueing, The night cloud is hueing, To-morrow shines soon -Shines soon!
