Poems (Griffin)/A Fragmentary Sonnet

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A FRAGMENTARY SONNET.
SHIMMERING o'er the fleecy heavens Evening's shadows dimly fly,Rushing now like armies driven,— Vanishing as quickly by.Even so the hopes once cherished Thus like shadows now are flown;Undeservedly they perished,— Shall they never more return?Lo! the clouds are darkly bending O'er the gloomy winter sky;Never more shall light, descending, Gleam above their sable dye.List! methinks I hear a murmur Stealing softly to my heart;Yes, 'tis whispering of the summer That shall bid those clouds depart.


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