Love, If I Weep It Will Not Matter, And If You Laugh I Shall Not Care; Foolish Am I To Think About It, But It Is Good To Feel You There. Love, In My Sleep I Dreamed Of Waking,-- White And Awful The Moonlight Reached Over The Floor, And Somewhere, Somewhere, There Was A Shutter Loose,--It Screeched! Swung In The Wind,--And No Wind Blowing!-- I Was Afraid, And Turned To You, Put Out My Hand To You For Comfort,-- And You Were Gone! Cold, Cold As Dew, Under My Hand The Moonlight Lay! Love, If You Laugh I Shall Not Care, But If I Weep It Will Not Matter,-- Ah, It Is Good To Feel You There!