Songs, Ballads, and Other Poems by the late Thomas Haynes Bayly; Edited by his Widow. With A Memoir of the Author. In Two Volumes |
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V. COME TO ME, LOVE, AND TELL ME ALL THAT GRIEVES THEE.
Come to me, love, and tell me all that grieves thee,
Come to me, love, more welcome than the gay;
Thy smiles were mine, and now that pleasure leaves thee,
Mine be the task to wipe thy tears away.
Come to me, love, more welcome than the gay;
Thy smiles were mine, and now that pleasure leaves thee,
Mine be the task to wipe thy tears away.
See yon fair rose,—how many triflers woo it,
When morning sheds her sunshine and perfume;
But like the bird that sings at midnight to it,
I'll be thy guard, dear love, in hours of gloom.
When morning sheds her sunshine and perfume;
But like the bird that sings at midnight to it,
I'll be thy guard, dear love, in hours of gloom.
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