When the shadows take their nightly places, <br />When departing light is faint and pale, <br />Then in my chamber gather phantom faces, <br />Gazing thro' the mystic veil. <br />One there is with features so familiar, <br />Glimpse of her give[s] my pulse a start; <br />Oh! tell me truely is it you, love, <br />Come to cheer my lonly heart? <br /> <br />Come one step nearer! (One step nearer!) <br />one shade clearer? (one shade clearer!) <br />Breath on word before we part; (before we part;) <br />And tell me--truly it is you, love, <br />Come to cheer my lonely heart? <br /> <br />When my song, in lonely notes ascending, <br />Vainly bids my sadden'd soul rejoin [rejoice?], <br />Methinks I hear a murmur'd alto blending: <br />Is it really your sweet voice? <br />Answer now, if only by a whisper; <br />Rend the veil, the mystic veil, apart: <br />And tell me truely is it you, love, <br />Come to cheer my lonely heart? <br /> <br />Waking while the denser darkness lingers, <br />Some one seems to stand beside my bed; <br />I can but think I feel your fairy fingers, <br />Softly laid upon my head. <br />Silently why does the vision vanish? <br />Dream I yet, or is it magic art? <br />Now tell me truely is it you, love, <br />Come to cheer my lonely heart?<br /><br />Henry Clay Work<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-mystic-veil/
