Robert Herrick, The Coming of Good Luck

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So good luck came, and on my roof did light,
Like noiseless snow, or as the dew of night :
Not all at once, but gently, as the trees
Are by the sunbeams tickled by degrees.

(source: luminarium)

Intimate, discreet, gentle; always aside, if you want to see it, in your good and bad times, constant, as day follows night and night follows day; steadfast as winter snows, ineffable as night dew; sometimes you spend your whole life unaware of its grace; for the epiphany of your good luck shows herself only in subtle tones.

Scholium: ...no poet writing in English writes pageantry so in-close as does Robert Herrick; given substance, shape, and agency, Good-luck enters upon the advent of itself; not embodied by snow, but given over to a like behavior, a noiselessness; the dew adds to noiseless Space (the snowy rooftop) the quiet Time of night; given space and time, then, Good-luck is wholly born; snow and night and trees all blend into plural singularity, into the apotheosis of Good-luck...

(Donald Revell, The Poetry by Pageantry)

(Robert Herrick)