Matthew Arnold

(1822-1888 / Middlesex / England)

Longing - Poem by Matthew Arnold

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.

Come, as thou cam'st a thousand times,
A messenger from radiant climes,
And smile on thy new world, and be
As kind to others as to me!

Or, as thou never cam'st in sooth,
Come now, and let me dream it truth,
And part my hair, and kiss my brow,
And say, My love why sufferest thou?

Come to me in my dreams, and then
By day I shall be well again!
For so the night will more than pay
The hopeless longing of the day.


Comments about Longing by Matthew Arnold

  • Gold Star - 13,402 Points Terry Craddock (4/14/2015 11:05:00 PM)

    Seems like a beautiful take on unrequited love, trading the love sick days longing torment, for dreams of nightly longed for affection which by day again turn sour, the hopeless longing of the day, is day night cyclic chased away. (Report) Reply

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  • Gold Star - 32,843 Points Chinedu Dike (4/14/2015 3:33:00 PM)

    Lovely and very romantic. A beautiful poem indeed. (Report) Reply

    Gold Star - 11,804 Points Edgar Stevens (6/22/2015 11:28:00 AM)

    I agree with you on that.

  • Rookie - 406 Points Richard Blay (4/14/2015 7:38:00 AM)

    Nice piece, love is such an illogical subject, well expressed. (Report) Reply

  • Rookie Ronald Harbron (5/15/2014 7:40:00 AM)

    Waiting for a lost love. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 31, 2002



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