I KNOW you are always by my side And I know you love me, Winifred dear, For I never called on you since you died, But you answered, tenderly, I am here! So come from the misty shadows, where You came last night, and the night before, Put back the veil of your golden hair, And let me look in your face once more. Ah! it is you; with that brow of truth, Ever too pure for the least disguise; With the same dear smile on the loving mouth, And the same sweet light in the tender eyes. You are my own, my darling still, So do not vanish or turn aside, Wait till my eyes have had their fill, -- Wait till my heart is pacified! You have left the light of your higher place, And ever thoughtful, and kind, and good, You come with your old familiar face, And not with the look of your angelhood. Still the touch of your hand is soft and light, And your voice is gentle, and kind, and low, And the very roses you wear to-night, You were in the summers long ago. O world, you may tell me I dream or rave, So long as my darling comes to prove That the feet of the spirit cross the grave. And the loving live, and the living love! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OZYMANDIAS REVISITED by MORRIS GILBERT BISHOP THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET by JOHN KEATS ALEC YEATON'S SON; GLOUCESTER, AUGUST, 1720 by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH A CAUTION TO POETS by MATTHEW ARNOLD A CONCEPTION by DAISY MAUD BELLIS TOWARDS DEMOCRACY: PART 2. TO ONE WHO IS WHERE THE ETERNAL ARE by EDWARD CARPENTER |