Robert Seymour Bridges (Роберт Сеймур Бриджес)

Shorter Poems. Book III. 10. “My Bed and Pillow Are Cold”

      My bed and pillow are cold,
    My heart is faint with dread,
    The air hath an odour of mould,
    I dream I lie with the dead:
          I cannot move,
          O come to me, love,
          Or else I am dead.

    The feet I hear on the floor
    Tread heavily overhead:
    O Love, come down to the door,
    Come, Love, come, ere I be dead:
          Make shine thy light,
          O Love, in the night;
          Or else I am dead.

1. Shorter Poems. Book III. 16. Song (I love my lady’s eyes)
2. Shorter Poems. Book II. 4. Wooing
3. Shorter Poems. Book I. 17. Triolet (All women born are so perverse)
4. Shorter Poems. Book III. 11. “O Thou Unfaithful, Still As Ever Dearest”
5. Shorter Poems. Book II. 8. Spring. Ode I

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