Here you will find the Poem If Thou Wilt Ease Thine Heart of poet Thomas Lovell Beddoes
IF thou wilt ease thine heart Of love, and all its smart,- Then sleep, dear, sleep! And not a sorrow Hang any tear on your eyelashes; Lie still and deep, Sad soul, until the sea-wave washes The rim o' the sun to-morrow, In eastern sky, But wilt thou cure thine heart Of love, and all its smart,- Then die, dear, die! 'T is deeper, sweeter, Than on a rose bank to lie dreaming With folded eye; And then alone, amid the beaming Of love's stars, thou'lt meet her In eastern sky.
