 | Nacoochee ; or, the beautiful star, with other Poems |  |
[SONG. Oh! come away, my gentle one]
Oh! come away, my gentle one!
At midnight come to me,
And rest upon my breast alone,
In moonlight by the sea.
Oh! get you there among the vines,
'Tis light enough for me—
For when alone thy beauty shines,
'Tis moonlight by the sea.
At midnight come to me,
And rest upon my breast alone,
In moonlight by the sea.
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'Tis light enough for me—
For when alone thy beauty shines,
'Tis moonlight by the sea.
Oh! come again, my early love!
And meet me when the skies,
And every star that shines above,
Are swimming in thine eyes.
The moon shall hear each tender tone,
The stars above shall see
Thee lie upon my breast alone,
In moonlight by the sea.
And meet me when the skies,
And every star that shines above,
Are swimming in thine eyes.
The moon shall hear each tender tone,
The stars above shall see
Thee lie upon my breast alone,
In moonlight by the sea.
Oh! come again, my dearest love!
At midnight, when the eyes
Of vigils are upturned above,
To gaze upon the skies—
At night alone should love be heard,
And thou alone with me,
To dwell upon each whispered word,
In moonlight by the sea.
At midnight, when the eyes
Of vigils are upturned above,
To gaze upon the skies—
At night alone should love be heard,
And thou alone with me,
To dwell upon each whispered word,
In moonlight by the sea.
Oh! come again, my fairest love!
When every thought is deep,
And meet me when the stars above
Have sung the moon to sleep.
And will you come?—Oh! tell me, sweet!
And will you come to me?
For, oh! it is such joy to meet
In moonlight by the sea.
When every thought is deep,
And meet me when the stars above
Have sung the moon to sleep.
And will you come?—Oh! tell me, sweet!
And will you come to me?
For, oh! it is such joy to meet
In moonlight by the sea.
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