Nightwind - Darkwood

The night is darkening round me

The wild winds coldly blow;

But a tyrant spell has bound me

And I cannot, cannot go

The giant trees are bending

Their bare boughs weighed with snow;

The storm is fast descending

And yet I cannot go

Clouds beyond clouds above me

Wastes beyond wastes below;

But nothing dreary moves me:

I will not, cannot go

That wind I used to hear

With joy divinely deep

You might have seen my hot tears

But rapture made me weep

I used to love on winter nights

To lie and dream alone

Of all the hopes and real delights

My early years had known

And oh above the rest of those

That coming time should bear

Like heaven’s stars they rose

Still beaming bright and fair

Like heaven’s stars they rose

Still beaming bright and fair