A
Sigh in the Night
O sweet
darkness,still and calm and lonely !
Spread thy downy
pinions round about.
Spare me from
thy hidden riches only
One dream-face;
blot all the others out.
Bring him
now,for thought hast power to free him,
From that ugly
garb he wears by day:
Bring him now-my
darling!-let me see him
Ere the tender
kindness pass way.
O sweet
night-winds,wandering in the larches !
Sigh,and
croon,and whisper as you creep ;
Sing my songs
through green cathedral arches,
While the weary
workers are asleep.
Snarl and fret
not of the grief and passion;
Sing in minor
cadence,sweet and low;
Sing of peace
and rest,in soft wind-fashion-
Of the love and
faith i used to know.