 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
THE PASSION OF THE PINES.
Go to the virgin forest, virgin child,
When breezes are abroad and storms are still,
And pluck the secret from the pinewoods wild,
That wave upon the hollow and the hill;
When breezes are abroad and storms are still,
And pluck the secret from the pinewoods wild,
That wave upon the hollow and the hill;
They murmur mysteries to the rock and rill,
But if thou callest with entreaties mild,
The woods will answer to a maiden's will,
By purity and faith alone beguil'd.
But if thou callest with entreaties mild,
The woods will answer to a maiden's will,
By purity and faith alone beguil'd.
Thy spotless spirit there will find a mate,
In purer air that round thy temples twines,
And wooes thee with a thousand tender signs;
In purer air that round thy temples twines,
And wooes thee with a thousand tender signs;
Till love unlocks the silent lips of Fate,
Translating into truths articulate,
The vague and voiceless passion of the pines.
Translating into truths articulate,
The vague and voiceless passion of the pines.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |