Saturday, June 2, 2012

Longing by Paul Laurence Dunbar

IF you could sit with me beside the sea to-day, 
And whisper with me sweetest dreamings o'er and o'er; 
I think I should not find the clouds so dim and gray, 
And not so loud the waves complaining at the shore. 
If you could sit with me upon the shore to-day, 
And hold my hand in yours as in the days of old, 
I think I should not mind the chill baptismal spray, 
Nor find my hand and heart and all the world so cold. 
If you could walk with me upon the strand to-day, 
And tell me that my longing love had won your own, 
I think all my sad thoughts would then be put away, 
And I could give back laughter for the Ocean's moan!

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