BELOW HER WINDOW

By Robert Fuller Murray

Where she sleeps, no moonlight shines

No pale beam unbidden creeps.

Darkest shade the place enshrines

Where she sleeps.

Like a diamond in the deeps

Of the rich unopened mines

There her lovely rest she keeps.

Though the jealous dark confines

All her beauty, Love's heart leaps.

His unerring thought divines

Where she sleeps.