OH, sweet, thou little knowest how I wake and passionate watches keep; And yet while I address thee now, Methinks thou smilest in thy sleep. 'Tis sweet enough to make me weep, That tender thought of love and thee, That while the world is hush'd so deep, Thy sould's perhaps awake to me! Sleep on, sleep on, sweet bride of sleep! With golden visions for thy dower, While I this midnight vigil keep, And bless thee in thy silent bower; To me 'tis sweeter than the power Of sleep, and fairy dreams unfurl'd, That I alone, at this still hour, In patient love outwatch the world. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...WEDDED (PROVENCAL AIR) by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH HINDOO FUNERAL SONG by EDWIN ARNOLD THREE SONNETS WRITTEN IN MID-CHANNEL: 1 by ALFRED AUSTIN ON THE PICTURE OF LUCRETIA STABBING HERSELF by PHILIP AYRES THE LOVE SONNETS OF PROTEUS: 45. FAREWELL TO JULIET (7) by WILFRID SCAWEN BLUNT MASQUE AT THE MARRIAGE OF THE LORD HAYES: SONG by THOMAS CAMPION |