Oh You Are Coming" Oh you are coming, coming, coming, How will hungry Time put by the hours

till then? -But why does it anger my heart to long so For one man out of the world of men? Oh I would live in myself only And build my life lightly and still as a dream -Are not my thoughts clearer than your thoughts And colored like stones in a running stream? Now the slow moon brightens in heaven, The stars are ready, the night is here -Oh why must I lose myself to love you, My dear? Sara Teasdale "Only in Sleep" Only in sleep I see their faces, Children I played with when I was a child, Louise comes back with her brown hair braided, Annie with ringlets warm and wild. Only in sleep Time What may have come Yet we played last And the doll-house is forgotten -to them, who can know? night as long ago, stood at the turn of the stair.

The years had not sharpened their smooth round faces, I met their eyes and found them mild -Do they, too, dream of me, I wonder, And for them am I too a child?

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