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THE LOVER AND HIS WATCH

As one who eyes his watch, ere day is born,
If haply by its glimmer he may trace
How near he is to some high festal morn,
He sought and found the love-light on her face.
That single glimpse chased all his doubts away.
And left a happy hope, a safe surmise,
A golden guess in darkness : His glad eyes
Had seen enough to prove the coming day.
Thenceforth he felt an ever waxing power
O'er all his weak and timid fears prevail ;
His heart moved forward with the growing hour ;
He felt that gleam of promise would not fail :
That peeping star was trusty, though so dim,
And show'd the morn was near for her and him.