Sinopsis

A shadow, dark as death, o'er shrouds the beams Of my pale birth-star !-it so long hath hung Between the light of happiness, and me, That I am chill'd with its cold gloominess E'en to the heart. Oh! I have watch'd in vain, With hope's most deep intensity, to catch The bursting forth of but one glorious gleam Of joy's blest sunshine, through that envious veil.- Tis there !-still there !-and will not away ! Like the black banner of despair, 'tis spread O'er the dim planet of my destiny !-