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Poems and Lancashire Songs

By Edwin Waugh. Fourth Edition, With Additions
 

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OH! COME ACROSS THE FIELDS.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
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OH! COME ACROSS THE FIELDS.

I

Now, from dreary winter's dream awaking,
Glad nature robes herself to meet the spring;
Hark, how the blithesome birds are making
Among the trees their songs of welcoming!
Oh, come across the fields, my love,
And through the woods with me;
As nature moves toward the spring,
So moves my heart to thee, my love,
So moves my heart to thee!

II

See, from their silent shelters sweetly peeping,
The budding wild-flowers steal with timid glee

92

See the soft fresh verdure, gently creeping,
Is mantling over the delighted lea!
Then come across the fields, my love,
And through the woods with me;
As nature moves toward the spring,
So moves my heart to thee, my love,
So moves my heart to thee!

III

Oh! listen, love; it is the throstle's carol,
In yonder elm-tree ringing loud and clear;—
“First come the buds, and then the bonny blossom—
The golden summer time will soon be here!”
Then come across the fields, my love,
And through the woods with me;
As nature moves toward the spring,
So moves my heart to thee, my love,
So moves my heart to thee!

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IV

My heart is like a flowerless wintry wild,
Where tuneless joy sits lone, with folded wing,
Until thy beauty comes, enchantress mild,
To melt the gloom, and make the flowers spring!
Oh, shine upon this longing heart,
And I thy charms will sing,
For thy sweet re-appearing
Is like another spring, my love,
Is like another spring!