Wait !

Wait for me, dear, if you pass the way

Of the sunset fields when the hour is late;

There in the hush of the dying day

Dearest, wait!

Wait while the wind whispers dreamy words,

And the stars of Heav'n are compassionate

When slumber comes to the nesting birds

Dearest, Dearest, wait!

Wait for me, dear, if you pass among

The lilies that stand by the golden gate.

I shall be coming at evensong;

Dearest, wait!