Oh! my lonely--lonely--lonely--Pillow! <br />Where is my lover? where is my lover? <br />Is it his bark which my dreary dreams discover? <br />Far--far away! and alone along the billow? <br /> <br />Oh! my lonely-lonely-lonely-Pillow! <br />Why must my head ache where his gentle brow lay? <br />How the long night flags lovelessly and slowly, <br />And my head droops over thee like the willow! <br /> <br />Oh! thou, my sad and solitary Pillow! <br />Send me kind dreams to keep my heart from breaking, <br />In return for the tears I shed upon thee waking; <br />Let me not die till he comes back o'er the billow. <br /> <br />Then if thou wilt--no more my lonely Pillow, <br />In one embrace let these arms again enfold him, <br />And then expire of the joy-but to behold him! <br />Oh! my lone bosom!-oh! my lonely Pillow!<br /><br />George Gordon Byron<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/stanzas-to-a-hindoo-air/
