Classic Poem

O! would I were the golden light
That shines around thee now
As slumber shades the spotless white
Of that unclouded brow
It watches through each changeful dream
Thy features varied play
It meets thy waking eyes soft gleam
By dawn by opening day.

O would I were the crimson veil
Above the couch of snow
To dye that cheek so soft so pale
With my reflected glow

O would I were the cord of gold
Whose tassel set with pearls
Just meets the silken coverings fold
And rests upon thy curls.

Dishevelled in thy rosy sleep
And shading soft thy dreams
Across their bright and raven sweep
The golden tassel gleams
I would be anything for thee
My love my radiant love
A flower a bird for sympathy
A watchful star above.