There was a time when in your face <br />There dwelt such power, and in your smile <br />I know not what of magic grace; <br />They held me captive for a while. <br /> <br />Ah, then I listened for your voice! <br />Like music every word did fall, <br />Making the hearts of men rejoice, <br />And mine rejoiced the most of all. <br /> <br />At sight of you, my soul took flame. <br />But now, alas! the spell is fled. <br />Is it that you are not the same, <br />Or only that my love is dead? <br /> <br />I know not--but last night I dreamed <br />That you were walking by my side, <br />And sweet, as once you were, you seemed, <br />And all my heart was glorified. <br /> <br />Your head against my shoulder lay, <br />And round your waist my arm was pressed, <br />And as we walked a well-known way, <br />Love was between us both confessed. <br /> <br />But when with dawn I woke from sleep, <br />And slow came back the unlovely truth, <br />I wept, as an old man might weep <br />For the lost paradise of youth.<br /><br />Robert Fuller Murray<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-recalled-in-sleep/
