Thy raiment's of golden hue/
Mix'd with a slight hue/
And with a skin so bright.//
Thy presence dispels the gloom/
That around me bloom/
On such a moonless night.//
Thy humble yet cheerful smile/
Even for a while/
Lighten my murky soul.//
Shelters't me from icy blade/
With thy flame that blaze/
And warm my spir't that cold.//
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem