 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
MOONLIGHT KISSES.
O child of many marvels, bathed in dreams,
Thou art the offspring of the light and air,
Encompassed with the strains of gliding streams,
And mantled in a mist of twilight beams;
Thou art the offspring of the light and air,
Encompassed with the strains of gliding streams,
And mantled in a mist of twilight beams;
The stars bequeathed those eyes a perfect pair,
And in thy making every fountain fair,
Gave for thy glamour all its richest gleams,
And night was woven in thy wondrous hair.
And in thy making every fountain fair,
Gave for thy glamour all its richest gleams,
And night was woven in thy wondrous hair.
Thy kisses in the moonlight come to me,
Through roses tossing in a scented sea,
And, lo, I hear thy footsteps at the gate;
Through roses tossing in a scented sea,
And, lo, I hear thy footsteps at the gate;
But when I woo my darling and my fate,
Ah, then thy sweet white feet arise and flee,
And leave me all so dark and desolate.
Ah, then thy sweet white feet arise and flee,
And leave me all so dark and desolate.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |