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.