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EVA.—IF, 'NEATH THE SUNSET TREE.
PARAPHRASED FROM THE SWEDISH.
If, 'neath the sunset tree,
Musing, I dream of thee,
And the delights that we,
Loving, might share—
Thou, with a thought like mine,
Gently should thus incline,
And in that heart of thine,
Hold mine as dear:
Musing, I dream of thee,
And the delights that we,
Loving, might share—
Thou, with a thought like mine,
Gently should thus incline,
And in that heart of thine,
Hold mine as dear:
Ah! then, methinks, that joy,
Ever to fond hearts coy,
Led by that wandering boy,
Love, might be ours;
Then should delight restore,
Fresh from its home once more,
What made the heaven, of yore,
In Eden's bowers.
Ever to fond hearts coy,
Led by that wandering boy,
Love, might be ours;
Then should delight restore,
Fresh from its home once more,
What made the heaven, of yore,
In Eden's bowers.
Yet if, in fancy vain,
Thou from this proof refrain,
Think not that I complain,
If hopeless, free;
Never you doubt but love
Holds still, in sweetest grove,
One dear heart, glad to prove,
Eva, to me!
Thou from this proof refrain,
Think not that I complain,
If hopeless, free;
Never you doubt but love
Holds still, in sweetest grove,
One dear heart, glad to prove,
Eva, to me!
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