Classic Poem

IN THE N IGHT

When I lie unsleeping,
When the darkness seems
Like a lonely sepulchre
Where I'm shut in dreams,
I have but to touch you,
Reaching through the night,
Then does all the vast tomb change
Into living light.

Then does space unbounded
Fill once more with stars,
While my worn and haunted heart
Ceases from old wars.
Then does rest come to me,
And, it may be, sleep
Such infinitude has love —
Such watch can it keep.