But once again, my spirit cries

But once again, my spirit cries,
I would behold thy face.
Ere in the sunshine of thine eyes
I fade, nor leave a trace !

It was a dream, a lovely dream,
I lived with thee, my love ;
All vanished, like the foaming gleam
That on the wave may move !

There now remains in memory
Thine image, thine alone ;
My heart broods ever over thee,
And longs for thee, mine own !