Holst, Gustav - Come to me

Come to me (uit Five partsongs)

Come to me in the silence of the night,
come in the speaking silence of a dream;
Come with soft rounded cheeks
and eyes as bright as sunlight on a stream;
Come back in tears O memory,
hope, love of vanished years.
O dream how sweet,
too sweet, too bitter sweet
whose wak'ning should have been in
Where souls brimful of love abide and
where thirstning, longing eyes watch the
slow door, that opening, letting in, lets out
nu more.
Yet come to me in dreams that I may give
my very life again
though cold in death:
Come back to me in dreams that I me give
pulse for pulse, breath for breath.
Speak low, lean low as long ago, my love,
how long ago.

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