Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, VISITANT, by EVA BERRY HARRIS


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VISITANT, by                    
First Line: Your presence sweet oft comes to me in dreams
Last Line: I love the night because it brings me you.
Subject(s): Guests; Presence; Visiting


Your presence sweet oft comes to me in dreams,
O'er me it bends and smiles, caressing me,
And gently chides, but with a kiss, it seems
For foolish tears I shed; I laugh in glee
But ere the golden day has come you flee
Away—O dear white angel clad in light,
Why is it God
Will only let you come to me by night?

At eve, my dear, you're something felt, not seen,
Like an invisible wave of soft sea-air;
When day grows still and skies are opaline
You wrap yourself in cloudy mist, to fare
Forth down a glimmering starry stair,—
I'm glad to bid the lonely day adieu,
I love the night because it brings me you.





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