Poems (Chandler)/After the Mountains
N my dreams I see the hill-tops Where the cloudy pathways led, You and I have trod together In the days that now are dead.
AFTER THE MOUNTAINS.
[To L. C. B.]
N my dreams I see the hill-tops Where the cloudy pathways led, You and I have trod together In the days that now are dead. Still I see their shining splendors Height on height before me rise, And the radiance of their glory Streams across my half-shut eyes.
In my dreams you are beside me,— Still I hear your tender tone, While your soft eyes beam upon me, And I am no more alone.
For with memories I am haunted, Till the silence seems to beat With the music of your talking And the coming of your feet.
Turn towards me, from the distance, Sweetest Heart, your gentle eyes; Though far off I sure shall see them,— Stars are farther in the skies.
