30. Patrice Knapp – June 15, 2010
Come to me in my dreams, and then – By day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay – The hopeless longing of the day.
Come, as thou cam’st a thousand times, – A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be – As kind to others as to me.
Or, as thou never cam’st in sooth, – Come now, and let me dream it truth.
And part my hair, and kiss my brow, – And say My love! why sufferest thou?
Come to me in my dreams, and then – By day I shall be well again.
For then the night will more than pay – The hopeless longing of the day.
(Matthew Arnold 1822-1888)
Stephen, thank you for making a lonely girl not so lonely.