Poems by Victor Hugo - HTML preview

COME WHEN I SLEEP.

("Oh, quand je dors.")
     {XXVII.}

Oh! when I sleep, come near my resting-place,
       As Laura came to bless her poet's heart,
     And let thy breath in passing touch my face—
                 At once a space
                   My lips will part.

     And on my brow where too long weighed supreme
       A vision—haply spent now—black as night,
     Let thy look as a star arise and beam—
                 At once my dream
                   Will seem of light.

     Then press my lips, where plays a flame of bliss—
       A pure and holy love-light—and forsake
     The angel for the woman in a kiss—
                 At once, I wis,
                   My soul will wake!

     WM. W. TOMLINSON.