Elegiac sonnets. Volume 2 of 2  contents   |   previous   |   next SONNET LXII. WRITTEN ON PASSING BY MOON-LIGHT THROUGH A VILLAGE, WHILE THE GROUND WAS COVERED WITH SNOW. [Note:] SONNET LXII. First published in the same work. WHILE thus I wander, cheerless and unblest,          And find in change of place but change of pain; In tranquil sleep the village labourers rest,          And taste that quiet I pursue in vain! Hush'd is the hamlet now, and faintly gleam          The dying embers, from the casement low Of the thatch'd cottage; while the Moon's wan beam          Lends a new lustre to the dazzling snow — o'er the cold waste, amid the freezing night,          Scarce heeding whither, desolate I stray; For me, pale Eye of Evening, thy soft light          Leads to no happy home; my weary way Ends but in sad vicissitudes of care: I only fly from doubt — to meet despair!  contents   |   previous   |   next		HOME INTRODUCTION