For so the night will be more than pay, The hopeless longing of the day..
Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times, A messanger from radiant climes..
Smile! Smile on thy new world, and be As kind to others as to me..
Or, as thou never camst in sooth, Come now! And let me dream in 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 so the night will be more than pay, The hopeless longing of the day.