A Sigh In The Night

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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 thou 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 away.

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!

© Ada Cambridge