AT LAST.
Into a temple vast and dim, Solemn and vast and dim, Just when the last sweet Vesper Hymn Was floating far away, With eyes that tabernacled tears — Her heart the home of tears — And cheeks wan with the woes of years, A woman went one day.
And, one by one, adown the aisles, Adown the long, lone aisles, Their faces bright with holy smiles That follow after prayer, The worshippers in silence passed, In silence slowly passed away; The woman knelt until the last Had left her lonely there.
A holy hush came o'er the place, O'er the holy place, The hadows kissed her woe-worn face,