Among All Lovely Things My Love Had Been

Among all lovely things my Love had been;

Had noted well the stars, all flowers that grew

About her home; but she had never seen

A glow-worm, never one, and this I knew.

While riding near her home one stormy night

A single glow-worm did I chance to espy;

I gave a fervent welcome to the sight,

And from my horse I leapt; great joy had I.

Upon a leaf the glow-worm did I lay,

To bear it with me through the stormy night:

And, as before, it shone without dismay;

Albeit putting forth a fainter light.

When to the dwelling of my Love I came,

I went into the orchard quietly;

And left the glow-worm, blessing it by name,

Laid safely by itself, beneath a tree.

The whole next day, I hoped, and hoped with fear;

At night the glow-worm shone beneath the tree;

I led my Lucy to the spot, "Look here,"

Oh! joy it was for her, and joy for me!