COME to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again. For then the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day. Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times, A messenger from radiant climes, And smile on thy new world, and be As kind to others as to me. Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth, Come now, and let me dream it truth. And part my hair, and kiss my brow, And say--My love! why sufferest thou? Come to me in my dreams, and then By day I shall be well again. For then the night will more than pay The hopeless longing of the day. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...INTELLECT by RALPH WALDO EMERSON TO ELIZABETH, COUNTESS OF RUTLAND by BEN JONSON SHE CAME AND WENT by JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL DREAM-LOVE by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI MY GARDEN by CLARA MCKEE BEEDE A VILLANELLE OF SPRING by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE TO MY SWEETHEART by HARRY RANDOLPH BLYTHE |