Then, with kisses pure and mild,
Do these forms, so full of light,
Vanish 'neath my window casement,
In the solemn hour of night;
And, starting from my chair, I wake,
And listen for that heavenly tone;
But, alas! they all have left me
In the midnight hour alone.
Do these forms, so full of light,
Vanish 'neath my window casement,
In the solemn hour of night;
And, starting from my chair, I wake,
And listen for that heavenly tone;
But, alas! they all have left me
In the midnight hour alone.
