Psyche, and other poems — page 203: what you’re looking at

What you’re looking at

This is a page of running prose containing a four-line poem numbered 185. The verse addresses people who endure sleepless nights, passing many watchful hours while longing for daylight or envying those who sleep soundly. The poem appears to be part of a larger work, presented in a standard Victorian typeface on aged paper with visible foxing and discoloration. No illustration or advertisement is visible. The text suggests this may be from a miscellany, anthology, or narrative work incorporating verse, typical of penny dreadful publications that mixed various literary content.