Frances Anne Kemble - Is it a sin, to wish that I may meet thee lyrics

Is it a sin, to wish that I may meet thee In that dim world whither our spirits stray, When sleep and darkness follow life and day? Is it a sin, that there my voice should greet thee With all that love that I must die concealing? Will my tear-laden eyes sin in revealing The agony that preys upon my soul? Is't not enough through the long, loathsome day, To hold each look and word in stern control? May I not wish the staring sunlight gone, Day and its thousand torturing moments done, And prying sights and sounds of men away? O still and silent Night! when all things sleep, Locked in thy swarthy breast my secret keep: Come, with thy visioned hopes and blessings now! I dream the only happiness I know.