Mundi et Cordis De Rebus Sempiternis et Temporariis: Carmina. Poems and Sonnets. By Thomas Wade |
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XVIII. THAT DAY.
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The sun, dear! the sun, dear!Had a voice in his every ray,
To tell thee, dear! tell thee, dear!
Who was waiting for thee that day.
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The birds were singing sweetly, dear!Upon every sun-gilt spray;
And this said all their songs, dear!
“Why comes she not here this day?”
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The water was rippling brightly, dear!In its old restless way;
And every ripple laugh'd, dear!
To see me alone that day.
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The daisy from the grass, dear!Peep'd up, in its own sweet way,
With a sister flower by its side, dear!
More blest than was I that day!
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The winds were breathing sweetly, dear!And kissing, in their warm play,
Kissing my brow and my lips, dear!
More fond than thou that day!
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The bud on the naked bough, dear!Seem'd to start from the old decay;
Call'd forth by the sudden shine, dear!
More inspired than thou that day.
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The new-fallen lamb from the sod, dear!Arose, with but brief delay;
And blithly follow'd its dam, dear!
More alive than thou that day.
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The clouds, dear! the clouds, dear!Were each touch'd by a loving ray;
And I the only cloud, dear!
That sullenly look'd that day.
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All things enjoy'd the sun, dear!And smiled, in their spring-time way;
But I could not enjoy the sun, dear!
For the want of thy smile that day.
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