Pray but one prayer for me 'twixt thy closed lips,
Think but one thought of me up in the stars.
The summer night waneth, the morning light slips,
Faint and grey 'twixt the leaves of the aspen, betwixt the cloud-bars
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I have always assumed that this poem was about a loved one (wife, husband) of the poet who has recently died. Having mourned through the night he is finally seeing the dawn. Since the advent of the internet I looked for articles about the poem but I could find none that corroborated this interpretation. I'd like to know what other members of this site think.
It doesn't really matter whom the poem is about. It must be one of the most beautiful sonnets ever written