Richard Watson Gilder (Ричард Уотсон Гилдер)

The New Day. Part 3. 1. “The Pallid Watcher of the Eastern Skies”

The pallid watcher of the eastern skies
     ⁠Who, through the suffering night, did wait forlorn,
     ⁠When comes the first faint purple of the morn
⁠     Waiteth no longer. To his happy eyes
The promised near the promise following flies,
⁠     Nor is his soul with sullen anguish torn,
⁠     Nor curseth he the day when he was born.
     ⁠From the damp ground he doth in wonder rise,
Firm set his face against the gathering glory—
⁠     So to be sure that this, at last, is this,
⁠     And not the ancient, bitter-lying story.
And now he prays for strength to bear the bliss,
⁠     While, bending o'er the mountain, red and hoary,
     ⁠The morning crowns him with a golden kiss. 

1. The New Day. Part 3. 19. Thistle-Down
2. The New Day. Part 3. 31. “When the Last Doubt Is Doubted”
3. The New Day. Part 4. 7. Song (Years have flown since I knew thee first)
4. The New Day. Part 4. 17. “He Knows Not the Path of Duty”
5. The New Day. Part 3. 12. Denial

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