John Bannister Tabb

1845-1909 / the United States

The Vigil

'Stay for me here'-Ah, well doth Love obey
Thy mandate: for the stars have burnt away
The web of darkness, & disrobe the day
In twilight chill.
'Stay for me here'-I cannot choose but wait.
The day is spent: & at the ponderous gate
Of sunset, still I linger desolate.-
Was this thy will?
'Stay for me here'-An echo in the gloom
Of midnight warns me of approaching doom.
As at the temple, so before the tomb,
I wait thee still.
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