DEAR love, good-night. And, tender sleep br ,Seal up her lids like these drowsed flowers, br To make day fair when they unclose. br Be hushed around her, Night, and keep br Thy silent guard on her repose; br But speed thine hours. br br Dear love, sleep on. This weary space br I wake and long for day and thee, br And count the slow stars from their west. br Sleep while I hunger for thy face, br Sleep, dearest, in unbroken rest; br But dream of me.