What Of The Night? Poem by Ada Cambridge

What Of The Night?

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To you, who look below,
   Where little candles glow --
Who listen in a narrow street,
Confused with noise of passing feet --

To you 'tis wild and dark;
   No light, no guide, no ark,
For travellers lost on moor and lea,
And ship-wrecked mariners at sea.

But they who stand apart,
   With hushed but wakeful heart --
They hear the lulling of the gale,
And see the dawn-rise faint and pale.

A dawn whereto they grope
   In trembling faith and hope,
If haply, brightening, it may cast
A gleam on path and goal at last.

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Ada Cambridge

St Gemans, Norfolk
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