Poem by Mathilde Blind

Christmas Eve

Alone—with one fair star for company,
The loveliest star among the hosts of night,
While the grey tide ebbs with the ebbing light—
I pace along the darkening wintry sea.
Now round the yule-log and the glittering tree
Twinkling with festive tapers, eyes as bright
Sparkle with Christmas joys and young delight,
As each one gathers to his family.

But I—a waif on earth where'er I roam—
Uprooted with life's bleeding hopes and fears
From that one heart that was my heart's sole home,
Feel the old pang pierce through the severing years,
And as I think upon the years to come
That fair star trembles through my falling tears.

1. Love-Trilogy
2. The Desert
3. Mourning Women
4. I Planted a Rose Tree
5. Perfect Union

Madison Cawein Christmas Eve ("Christmas Eve is here at last")

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