IN my dreams I see the hill-tops Where the cloudy pathways led, You and I have trod together In the days that now are dead. Still I see their shining splendors Height in height before me rise, And the radiance of their glory Streams across my half-shut eyes. In my dreams you are beside me, -- Still I hear your tender tone, And your dear eyes light my darkness Till I am no more alone, For with memories I am haunted, And the silence seems to beat With the music of your talking And the coming of your feet. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A SUMMER'S NIGHT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR NIGHTFALL IN DORDRECHT by EUGENE FIELD AT CASTERBRIDGE FAIR: 3. AFTER THE CLUB-DANCE by THOMAS HARDY HOLY CHRISTMAS by GEORGE HERBERT THE SERGEANT'S WEDDIN' by RUDYARD KIPLING EPIGRAM by DECIMUS MAGNUS AUSONIUS SPARROWS SELF-DOMESTICATED IN TRINITY COLLEGE, CAMBRIDGE by VINCENT BOURNE |