Classic Poem

Creation now in slumber lies,—O, watch in me!
Sleep waits to snare my weary eyes,—O, watch in me!
Thou Eye, that in the heavens watchest, with starry glance,
When close in sleep my weary eyes, O, watch in me!
Thou Light, through ether beaming higher than sun and moon,
When sun and moon forsake the skies, O, watch in me!
When on this outer world is closing the door of sense,
Sink not my soul in dread surprise,—O, watch in me!
O, suffer not the power of darkness, the gloom of night,
To quench the light of inner skies!—O, watch in me!
O, let not, in the night's warm breathings, in balmy shade,
The shoots of sinful passion rise!—O, watch in me!
Fresh with the dew of Eden's branches, let in my dream
The fruit of life hang from the skies!—O, watch in me!
Show me in dream my warfare ended, my heart's wish won;
Let this bright vision bless my eyes!—O, watch in me!
I 'll slumber in thy lap till wakes me the morning-red
Upon thy cheeks,—till darkness flies,—O, watch in me!