The poems of Owen Meredith (Honble Robert Lytton.) Selected and revised by the author. Copyright edition. In two volumes |
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THOUGHTS AT SUNRISE.
The lark leaves the earth,With the dew on his breast.
And my love's at the birth,
And my life's at the best.
What bliss shall I bid the beam bring thee
Today, love?
What care shall I bid the breeze fling thee
Away, love?
What song shall I bid the bird sing thee,
O say, love?
For the beam, and the breeze,
And the birds—all of these
(Because thou hast loved me) my bidding obey, love.
Now the lark's in the light,
And the dew on the bough.
And my heart's at the height
Of the day that dawns now.
| The poems of Owen Meredith (Honble Robert Lytton.) | |