To the Invisible Girl by Thomas Moore.

Part 5 of 6.

Could

you shed for a moment that voice on my ear
I will think at that moment my Cara is near,
That she comes with consoling enchantment to speak
And kisses my eyelid and sighs on my cheek,
And tells me, the night shall go rapidly by,
For the dawn of our hope, of our heaven is nigh!