1Come to me in the silence of the night;

2Come in the speaking silence of a dream;

3Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright

4As sunlight on a stream;

5Come back in tears,

6O memory, hope, love of finished years.

7Oh dream how sweet, too sweet, too bitter sweet,

8Whose wakening should have been in Paradise,

9Where souls brimful of love abide and meet;

10Where thirsting longing eyes

11Watch the slow door

12That opening, letting in, lets out no more.

13Yet come to me in dreams, that I may live

14My very life again though cold in death:

15Come back to me in dreams, that I may give

16Pulse for pulse, breath for breath:

17Speak low, lean low,

18As long ago, my love, how long ago.