Distance.

I.     I dreamed last night once more I stood      Knee-deep in purple clover leas;     Your old home glimmered thro' its wood      Of dark and melancholy trees,      Where ev'ry sudden summer breeze     That wantoned o'er the solitude     The water's melody pursued,      And sleepy hummings of the bees.              II.     And ankle-deep in violet blooms      Methought I saw you standing there,     A lawny light among the glooms,      A crown of sunlight on your hair;      Wild songsters singing every where     Made lightning with their glossy plumes;     About you clung the wild perfumes      And swooned along the shining air.              III.     And then you called me, and my ears      Grew flattered with the music, led     In fancy back to sweeter years,      Far sweeter years that now are dead;      And at your summons fast I sped,     Buoyant as one a goal who nears.     Ah! lost, dead love! I woke in tears;      For as I neared you farther fled!