In the long, sleepless watches of the night,
A gentle face — the face of one long dead —
Looks at me from the wall, where round its head
The night-lamp casts a halo of pale light.


The Cross of Snow (1879).


In the long, sleepless watches of the night, A gentle face — the face of one long dead — Looks at me from the wall, where round its head The...

In the long, sleepless watches of the night, A gentle face — the face of one long dead — Looks at me from the wall, where round its head The...

In the long, sleepless watches of the night, A gentle face — the face of one long dead — Looks at me from the wall, where round its head The...

In the long, sleepless watches of the night, A gentle face — the face of one long dead — Looks at me from the wall, where round its head The...