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Poem
October 21, 1875
The Working Christian
York, Charleston, Columbia, York County, Charleston County, Richland County, South Carolina
What is this article about?
A dying Confederate soldier's poignant poem pleading for his absent wife to come to him before he dies, expressing deep love, loneliness, and sorrow amid dreams and memories.
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COME TO ME, DARLING
These lines were written by a dying Confederate soldier to his absent wife. Their pathos will kindle deep sympathy in many a heart.
M. G. H.
Come to me, darling,—I'm lonely without thee, —
Daytime and night-time I'm dreaming about thee;
Night-time and daytime in dreams I behold thee;
Unwelcome my waking which ceases to fold thee!
Come to me, darling, my sorrows to lighten;
Come in thy beauty to bless and to brighten;
Come in thy womanhood, meekly and lowly;
Come in thy lovingness, queenly and holy.
Swallows will flit round the desolate ruin,
Telling of Spring and its joyous renewing
And thoughts of my love and its manifold treasure
Are circling my heart with a promise of pleasure.
O Spring of my heart! O May of my bosom!
Shine out on my soul till it bourgeons and blossoms;
The heart of my life has a rose root within it.
And thy fondness alone to the sunshine can win it.
Figure that moves like a song through the even;
Features lit up by a reflex of heaven;
Eyes like the skies of poor Erin, our mother,
When sunshine and shadow are chasing each other;
Smiles coming seldom, but child-like and simple,
And opening their eyes from the heart of a dimple; —
O thanks to the Saviour that even in seeming
Is left to the exile the brightness of dreaming.
You have been glad when you knew I was gladdened;
Dear, are you sad now to hear I am saddened?
Our hearts ever answer in tune and in time, love,
As echo to echo and rhyme unto rhyme, love.
I cannot weep, but your tears will be flowing;
You cannot smile, but my cheeks will be glowing;
I would not die without you at my side, love
You would not linger when I will have died, love.
Come to me, dear, ere I die of my sorrow;
Rise on my gloom like the sun of the morrow.
Pure, swift and fond as the words which I speak, love,
With a song in your heart and a smile on your lip, love
Come, for my heart in your absence is weary;
Come, for my heart is sickened and dreary;
Come to the arms that alone should caress thee;
Come to the heart that's throbbing to press thee.
These lines were written by a dying Confederate soldier to his absent wife. Their pathos will kindle deep sympathy in many a heart.
M. G. H.
Come to me, darling,—I'm lonely without thee, —
Daytime and night-time I'm dreaming about thee;
Night-time and daytime in dreams I behold thee;
Unwelcome my waking which ceases to fold thee!
Come to me, darling, my sorrows to lighten;
Come in thy beauty to bless and to brighten;
Come in thy womanhood, meekly and lowly;
Come in thy lovingness, queenly and holy.
Swallows will flit round the desolate ruin,
Telling of Spring and its joyous renewing
And thoughts of my love and its manifold treasure
Are circling my heart with a promise of pleasure.
O Spring of my heart! O May of my bosom!
Shine out on my soul till it bourgeons and blossoms;
The heart of my life has a rose root within it.
And thy fondness alone to the sunshine can win it.
Figure that moves like a song through the even;
Features lit up by a reflex of heaven;
Eyes like the skies of poor Erin, our mother,
When sunshine and shadow are chasing each other;
Smiles coming seldom, but child-like and simple,
And opening their eyes from the heart of a dimple; —
O thanks to the Saviour that even in seeming
Is left to the exile the brightness of dreaming.
You have been glad when you knew I was gladdened;
Dear, are you sad now to hear I am saddened?
Our hearts ever answer in tune and in time, love,
As echo to echo and rhyme unto rhyme, love.
I cannot weep, but your tears will be flowing;
You cannot smile, but my cheeks will be glowing;
I would not die without you at my side, love
You would not linger when I will have died, love.
Come to me, dear, ere I die of my sorrow;
Rise on my gloom like the sun of the morrow.
Pure, swift and fond as the words which I speak, love,
With a song in your heart and a smile on your lip, love
Come, for my heart in your absence is weary;
Come, for my heart is sickened and dreary;
Come to the arms that alone should caress thee;
Come to the heart that's throbbing to press thee.
What sub-type of article is it?
Ode
Song
What themes does it cover?
Love Courtship
Death Mourning
War Military
What keywords are associated?
Confederate Soldier
Dying Plea
Absent Wife
Love Sorrow
Dreams Longing
What entities or persons were involved?
A Dying Confederate Soldier
Poem Details
Title
Come To Me, Darling
Author
A Dying Confederate Soldier
Subject
To His Absent Wife
Key Lines
Come To Me, Darling,—I'm Lonely Without Thee, —
Daytime And Night Time I'm Dreaming About Thee;
Night Time And Daytime In Dreams I Behold Thee;
Unwelcome My Waking Which Ceases To Fold Thee!
I Would Not Die Without You At My Side, Love
You Would Not Linger When I Will Have Died, Love.
Come To Me, Dear, Ere I Die Of My Sorrow;
Rise On My Gloom Like The Sun Of The Morrow.