Song—The Vigil

O Love , why wilt thou banish me so soon?
See, yonder floats the crescent moon,
A shining boat becalmed on azure seas
Among the twinkling Pleiades;
And not one star has quenched its crystal lamp
In haggard day break's dew and damp.

No spectral glimmer streaks the eastern skies,
Night lingers still; look up, dear eyes,
Faint beacons lit for love, thy tender shine
Betrays thee to no gaze but mine:
And none can hear lips meeting in a kiss
So hushed, my sweet, as this—and this!

Why tremble so? In slumber fathoms deep
They lie who bid us part and weep,
Dreaming their sleek white dove in perfumed nest
Sleeps safe in unregretful rest.
Let them dream on deluded, while we wake
The long night through for love's sweet sake.
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