Classic Poem

I LOVE him; I dream of him;
I sing of him by day;
And all the night I hear him talk,
And yet — he's far away!

There's beauty in the morning;
There's sweetness in the May;
There's music in the running stream;
And yet — he's far away!

I love him; I trust in him;
He trusteth me alway:
And so the time flies hopefully,
Although — he's far away!