When the tender hand of Night <br />Like a rose-leaf falls <br />Softly on your starry eyes; <br />When the Sleep-God calls, <br />And the gate of dreams is wide, <br />Wide the painted halls, <br />Dream the dream I send to you <br />Through your spirit's walls! <br /> <br />Dream a lowly lover came, <br />Lady fair to woo; <br />Dream that I the lover was, <br />And the lady, you; <br />Dream your answer was a kiss, <br />Warm as summer dew, <br />Waking, in the rosy dawn, <br />Let the dream be true!<br /><br />Victor Daley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-my-lady-7/
