Love Song Poem by John William Inchbold

In a dream of the night,
Afar from the day,
By the soft moon light,
You passed my way.
I was calmly at rest
In heaven, I thought,
In the fields of the blest,
When your hand I caught
Between dark sky and hill;
O the depth of sweet eyes
Deep as ocean, and still
As the midsummer skies.

O the dream of the night!
The hill-tops of heaven!
The hush of delight,
The joy that was given,
Whilst resting on flowers,
And watching the stream,
And drinking the showers
That fell with the beam
Of the moon up above:
But what was all this
To the sight of my love,
To the breath of a kiss.