by Walter M. Lindsay
On! come to me in dreams to-night!
Beside me sleeping stand;
And bending, touch my troubled brow
With gentle hand!
My waking heart is weary with
Its longing watch for thee;
Oh! therefore in a vision come,
And look on me!
So came the angels, in the past,
To those who inly prayed;
And for thy coming, holiest wish
My soul has made!
D. Appleton And Company,
346 And 348 Broadway