SINCE you I loved are lost And all my hopes are vain, Then come to me, a lonely ghost, Out of the night and rain. Oh, come to me a ghost And sit beside my fire. I shall not fear you, loved and lost And still my heart's desire. Oh, come to me again When stars are bright and keen, Oh, come and tap on the window-pane And I will let you in. Eagerly will I come And set the window wide; And bid you welcome to your home And to your own fireside. Oh, come, belovèd ghost, When stars lean on the hill: And I will warm you from the frost And from the night-wind chill. You shall forget the grave, And I forget to weep: Since the old comfort we shall have To lull us into sleep. @3Fear!@1 Is it fear of you, And on my breast your head? I shall but fear the dawning new, And the cocks both white and red. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ON ANOTHER'S SORROW, FR. SONGS OF INNOCENCE by WILLIAM BLAKE A SWEET LULLABY by NICHOLAS BRETON PHILOMELA: PHILOMELA'S ODE [THAT SHE SANG IN HER ARBOR] by ROBERT GREENE THE SHADES OF NIGHT by ALFRED EDWARD HOUSMAN THE WATCH OF A SWAN by SARAH MORGAN BRYAN PIATT MNEMOSYNE by TRUMBULL STICKNEY TO GEORGE CRUIKSHANK, ESQ., ON SEEING HIS PICTURE ... by MATTHEW ARNOLD |