Wild honey from various thyme By Michael Field [i.e. K. H. Bradley and E. E. Cooper] |
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CHERRY SONG
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It was but in my sleep—a dream did carryMe from my bed,
Where I ate cherries with thee in a valley,
And the fruit was red.
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Our love hath never made presumptuous sally,It has still feet:
But I ate cherries with thee in a valley,
And the juice was sweet.
III
I know not if fair Love be come to tarry,Love cruel, deep;
For I ate cherries with thee in a valley,
Then fell asleep.
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