Here you will find the Poem My Thoughts To-Night of poet Rosanna Eleanor Leprohon
I sit by the fire musing, With sad and downcast eye, And my laden breast gives utt?rance To many a weary sigh; Hushed is each worldly feeling, Dimmed is each day-dream bright? O heavy heart, can?st tell me Why I?m so sad to-night? ?Tis not that I mourn the freshness Of youth fore?er gone by? Its life with pulse high springing, Its cloudless, radiant eye? Finding bliss in every sunbeam, Delight in every part, Well springs of purest pleasure In its high ardent heart. Nor yet is it for those dear ones Who?ve passed from earth away That I grieve?in spirit kneeling Above their beds of clay; O, no! while my glance upraising To yon calm shining sky, My pale lips, quivering, murmur, ?They are happier than I!? But, alas! my spirit mourns As, weary, it looks back? Finding naught of good or holy On life?s past barren track? I mourn for the countless errors That on mem?ry?s page crowd on, And sorrow for lost chances Of good I might have done. But, courage! I must arouse me, The day is not yet o?er, And I still may make atonement Ere leaving life?s last shore: One act of meek oblation, A tear of penance bright, Will be counted as rare treasures In heaven?s loving sight.
