Slumber and dream of the fast coming years, That are unfolding before thee; Dream thou of those whom love endears, Who now so fondly watch o'er thee; Who now so fondly watch o'er thee. Gathering clouds will not fail to o'ertake thee. Only a true love will never forsake thee. Bide but a little longer! Bide but a little longer! Bide thou but a little longer! Slumber and dream of the splendor of Spring, Joy to o'erflowing is given; Hark! how the birds so tenderly sing, Love reigns on earth as in heaven; Love reigns on earth as in heaven. Seasons pass o'er thee, but thou art not heeding, Thy time of promise towards thee is speeding. Bide but a little longer! Bide but a little longer! Bide thou but a little longer! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WRITTEN IN NORTHAMPTON COUNTY ASYLUM by JOHN CLARE FANCY IN NUBIBUS; OR, THE POET IN THE CLOUDS by SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDGE THE GARDEN YEAR by SARA COLERIDGE APRIL - AND DYING by ANNE REEVE ALDRICH |