There Is A Pause In Nature, Ere The Storm Rushes Resistless In Its Awful Might; There Is A Softening Twilight, Ere The Morn Expands Her Wings Of Glory Into Light. There Is A Sudden Stillness In The Heart, Ere Yet The Tears Of Wounded Feeling Flow; A Speechless Expectation, Ere The Dart Of Sorrow Lays Our Fondest Wishes Low. There Is A Dreamy Silence In The Mind, Ere Yet It Wakes To Energy Of Thought; A Breathless Pause Of Feeling, Undefined, Ere The Bright Image Is From Fancy Caught. There Is A Pause More Holy Still, When Faith A Brighter Hope Has Given, And, Soaring Over Earthly Ill, The Soul Looks Up To Heaven!