Hast thou longed through weary days <br />For the sight of one loved face? <br />Mast thou cried aloud for rest, <br />Mid the pain of sundering hours; <br />Cried aloud for sleep and death, <br />Since the sweet unhoped for best <br />Was a shadow and a breath? <br />O, long now, for no fear lowers <br />O’er these faint feet-kissing flowers. <br />O, rest now; and yet in sleep <br />All thy longing shalt thou keep. <br /> <br />Thou shalt rest and have no fear <br />Of a dull awaking near, <br />Of a life for ever blind, <br />Uncontent and waste and wide. <br />Thou shalt wake and think it sweet <br />That thy love is near and kind. <br />Sweeter still for lips to meet; <br />Sweetest that thine heart doth hide <br />Longing all unsatisfied <br />With all longing’s answering <br />Howsoever close ye cling. <br /> <br />Thou rememberest how of old <br />E’en thy very pain grew cold, <br />How thou might’st not measure bliss <br />E’en when eyes and hands drew nigh. <br />Thou rememberest all regret <br />For the scarce remembered kiss, <br />The lost dream of how they met, <br />Mouths once parched with misery. <br />Then seemed Love born but to die, <br />Now unrest, pain, bliss are one, <br />Love, unhidden and alone.<br /><br />William Morris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-fulfilled-2/
