Poem by Walter Savage Landor

The Lover

Now thou art gone, tho' not gone far,
  It seems that there are worlds between us;
Shine here again, thou wandering star!
  Earth's planet! and return with Venus.

At times thou broughtest me thy light
  When restless sleep had gone away;
At other times more blessed night
  Stole over, and prolonged thy stay.

1. With Rosy Hand a Little Girl Prest Down
2. Dirce
3. Twenty Years Hence My Eyes May Grow
4. The Poet Who Sleeps
5. Pleasure! Why Thus Desert the Heart

James Lowell The Lover ("Go from the world from East to West")

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