Classic Poem

I—Oh! It is late. Oh!
My Soul —But wait.
Old men's eyes that look
From book to clock to book

I—Oh! It is long to wait.
M Y Soul —Hush, I know, I know.

Footsteps up and down the floor
One,—one,—two,—four.

I—Oh! It is late. Oh!
M Y Soul —But wait.

Hands of lovers dropped apart
Hand from hand, heart from heart

I—Oh! It is long to wait.
M Y Soul —Hush! I know. I know.

I—Oh! It is long. Oh!
M Y Soul —But sleep.

I—Why do we wait so long? Where do we wait to go?
M Y Soul —Hush, Hush, I do not know.