Classic Poem

The broad blue sky above me,
The sunshine on the corn
(Oh, had I you to love me,
This perfect August morn!)
Green tall trees overslanting,
With sunlight flashing through
(And yet one thing was wanting;
My heart cried out for you!)

Oh, were you with me, darling,
This perfect summer day,
Its glory were completer
Than tongue of man might say.
The green trees of the forest,
The bright flowers of the dell,
All longed for you, my darling;
And oh, I longed as well!

And then the eve came slowly:
Soft moonlight glittered down
With tender light and holy
Upon the seaside town.
(Oh, were you only with me,
All longing, love, would cease:
The day that dawned in sadness
Would close its eyes in peace!)