Far, far away and in the middle sea - So still I dream, although the dream is vain, - There lies a valley full of rest for me, Where I shall live and you shall love again. O ships that sail, O masts against the sky, Will you not stop awhile in passing by? O prayers that hope, O faith that never knew, Will you not take me an to heaven with you? Come away Sorrow, Sorrow come away - Let us go, sit in some cool, shadowy place; There shall you sing and hush me all the day, While I will dream about my lover's face. Hush me, O Sorrow, like a babe to sleep, Then close the lids above mine eyes that weep; Rock me, O Sorrow, like a babe in pain, Nor, when I slumber, wake me up again.
- by (Agnes) Mary (Frances) Robinson (1857 - 1944) [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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