Poems (Edwards)/On Seeing a Young Lady Asleep
ON SEEING A YOUNG LADY ASLEEP.
Dreamer! are thy thoughts to-night Filled with images of light?Yes! of joy thou dreamest now, By the calm upon thy brow;By the smile so warm and pure, Wreathing on thy cheek of snow,Dreams all beautiful and bright Flit around thy couch to-night.
Dreamest thou of future years, Of a life unstained by tears,Of a pathway strewn with flowers, Sprinkled o'er with dewy showers?Dreamest thou that joys will twine Ever round that brow of thine,Bathed in hope's effulgent light, Dreamest thou of this to-night?
Dreamest thou of friends and home, Do thy thoughts sweet dreamer roamTo thy native wild wood bowers, To thy native rills and flowers,To thy native hearth, where truth Flings a halo round thy youth,Crowning life with love and light, Dreamest thou of this to-night?
Yes, I know thy thoughts are there, Where thy heart's best treasures are;Eyes that long have kindly shone, Now are beaming in thine own;Gentle hands are clasping thine, Loving arms around thee twine,Pleasant voices round thee glide, Like sweet ripples on a tide,Giving to thy heart delight, Whispering words of love and light.