Classic Poem

Oh, let the old love wake again:
It only sleeping lies;
Oh, let the old light break again
From out your dusky eyes.
Dear Heart, I've wandered lonely
To many a haven fair,
And found them sunless only
Because you were not there.

Oh, let us haste to say again
Our pledges fond and low,
And let us feel love's day again
Within our bosoms glow.
Sweetheart, do you not feel it,
The tenderness of youth?
Your eyes—your eyes reveal it,
And they are God's own truth!

Oh, let your dear head rest again
Upon my heart at last,
And when those lips I've pressed again
One kiss will mock the past.
True Heart, your graceful lashes
Are wet, but not with pain,
For from your eyes there flashes
Love's sunlight through its rain!

Oh, let the old love wake again;
It never should have slept.
Come, let my glad arms take again
The joy they should have kept.
Fond Heart, no more of weeping,
No more the past recall,
For we are in Love's keeping,
And love is all in all!