The Lover, 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.

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Walter Savage Landor