 | The Collected Poems of Lord De Tabley |  |
A SONG
O fairest thou,
Tearing the silk-leaved blooms in waywardness,
Thy pretty feet upon the smooth-faced flowers,
Can I forget
To crown thee with the worship of a song?
Tearing the silk-leaved blooms in waywardness,
Thy pretty feet upon the smooth-faced flowers,
Can I forget
To crown thee with the worship of a song?
O fair and sweet,
Thou movest in thine harmony among
The lavish spring and all her twinkling bowers,
Why should I set
Thy lyric loveliness to harsher song?
Thou movest in thine harmony among
The lavish spring and all her twinkling bowers,
Why should I set
Thy lyric loveliness to harsher song?
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