Among All Lovely Things My Love Had Been / William Wordsworth

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!