OH! -- my lonely -- lonely -- lonely -- Pillow! Where is my lover, where is my lover? Is it his bark which my dreary dreams discover? Far -- far away! and alone along the billow? Oh! my lonely -- lonely -- lonely -- Pillow! Why must my head ache where his gentle brow lay? How the long night flags lovelessly and slowly, And my head droops over thee like the willow! Oh! thou, my sad and solitary Pillow! Send me kind dreams to keep my heart from breaking, In return for the tears I shed upon thee waking; Let me not die till he comes back o'er the billow. Then if thou wilt -- no more my lonely Pillow, In one embrace let these arms again enfold him, And then expire of the joy -- but to behold him! Oh! my lone bosom! -- oh! my lonely Pillow! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A RECEIPT FOR WRITING A NOVEL by MARY (CUMBERLAND) ALCOCK VERSES, SUGGESTED BY THE FUNERAL OF AN EPITAPH IN BURY CHURCH-YARD by BERNARD BARTON SONG OF SOLOMON 2: 10-13. SPRING by OLD TESTAMENT BIBLE SECTION GANG: NIGHT by NORMAN BOLKER A FLOWER IN A LETTER by ELIZABETH BARRETT BROWNING DAY-STAR by NORMA JEAN BUNTING |