So like an angel dost thou, by me, sleep;
So peaceful dost thou dream and give me dreams;
So like a child, do I sleep. It seems
I dream anew thy gifted dreams, and keep
Mine own in peace, and never do I weep;
For I am safe, as safety thine redeems;
For I, as thou, am safe, from all extremes;
For I may rest, as thou–may rest as deep.
An I awake, when deepest sleep is done,
Shall all thy peace remain within; and yet
Such peace, as I describe, cannot be won,
I shan’t, without the price of love, forget;
And when our dreams, as once again, are spun
No pleasure, as we dream, shall go unmet.
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