Lost Mother, A -86

Once did I dream—for but one moment's space—
 Of the belovéd face:
God sends not such dreams twice;
 One unforeseen glad instant must suffice.

One word is spoken in extremest need:
 Well must the listener heed!
One moment flashes forth the heavenly light;
 Then silence, and the night.

A thousand dreams of stars and flowers and sun—
 Of her alas! but one:
With deepest awe, with measureless surprise,
 I heard her voice and met her eyes.

“ Do what is given you ”—this, I know, she said,
 Standing beside my bed:
Once—only once—the dear voice spoke;
 I marvelled, and I woke.
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