Laurence Hope, Stars of the Desert — Among the Sandhills
“ Since fate has given us this garden love, And Time and Space, for once, have acquiesced, Ah, take no heed of paling skies above Let us deem night is with us yet, and rest. Let us lie still and drift away in dreams, Back to the jewelled kingdom of the night, Whose golden stars with dimly radiant gleams Lit up your loveliness for my delight. Once we are risen all the cares of day Will seize and bind us to their wanton will. Why should we own that night has passed away? Oh, as you value love, lie still, lie still! ”
