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the dream.
O hour of fearful agony!
In vain my frenzied pleading!
Thy dear voice hushed, thy kind eye closed,
My lonely grief unheeding!
In vain my frenzied pleading!
Thy dear voice hushed, thy kind eye closed,
My lonely grief unheeding!
Pale wert thou as the lily-buds
Twined 'mid thy raven tresses,
And cold thy lip and still thy heart
To all my wild caresses!
*****
I woke, amid the autumn night,
To hear the rain descending,
And roar of waves and howl of winds
In stormy concert blending.
Twined 'mid thy raven tresses,
And cold thy lip and still thy heart
To all my wild caresses!
*****
I woke, amid the autumn night,
To hear the rain descending,
And roar of waves and howl of winds
In stormy concert blending.
But, O, my waking joy was morn,
From heaven's own portals flowing!
And the summer of thy living love
Was round about me glowing!
From heaven's own portals flowing!
And the summer of thy living love
Was round about me glowing!
I woke,—ah, blessedness!—to feel
Thy white arms round me wreathing,—
To hear, amid the lonely night,
Thy calm and gentle breathing!
Thy white arms round me wreathing,—
To hear, amid the lonely night,
Thy calm and gentle breathing!
