Classic Poem

Awaken'd by the radiant beams of morn,
 My drowsy soul snakes off oblivious sleep;
Hope's gay delusive smiles the day adorn,
 And, charm'd awhile, my eyes forget to weep:
But, ah! how transient her enliv'ning power!
Soon disappointment glooms the wish'd for hour,
That sad and silent glides in tears away;
 Then trembling, chill'd with agonizing woe,
 I long, yet dread the fatal cause to know,—
The cause that makes my Damon thus delay!
Flutt'ring Anxiety! terrific fears!
 Far from my bosom, Halcyon Peace, affright,
Till he whose every word and look endears,
 That ruffled bosom sooths to calm delight .