In The Firelight

So sad and so lonely, Dear? What dream by the fire do you dream So deep, that you could not hear My step as I entered? Dim Is the room and the ceiling above you With shadows that leap from the fire: But hither, look hither, 'tis I That am here; it is I, that love you. I am come on the wings of desire: Far off, I felt you sigh. How could my heart refuse Your longing that pierced so far? That in those clear eyes, that muse, Has kindled a mournful star? But now, O now no longer In the fire your comfort seek. I bring love brighter than flame, Than the sunshine warmer and stronger. I cherish your hands; O speak, Look on me, and speak my name!