GOLD AND IVORY
Reading edition
They lie beside me all the night, They crowd up close to me; And when I turn, they turn; And when I sigh, they cry. Says one: “I am the love you sought Now wrinkled to an afterthought.” The other whispers in my ear: “You coveted: Behold, I lie here dead!” These are the gifts sleep brings to me,— My dreams of gold and ivory!