 | Poems and Dramas by "Fiona MacLeod" (William Sharp) |  |
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AN OLD TALE OF THREE
Ah, bonnie darling, lift your dark eyes dreaming!
See, the firelight fills the gloaming, though deep darkness grows without—
See, the firelight fills the gloaming, though deep darkness grows without—
[Hush, dear, hush, I hear the sea-birds screaming,
And down beyond the haven the tide comes with a shout!]
And down beyond the haven the tide comes with a shout!]
Ah, birdeen, sweetheart, sure he is not coming,
He who has your hand in his, while I have all your heart—
He who has your hand in his, while I have all your heart—
[Hush, dear, hush, I hear the wild bees humming
Far away in the underworld where true love shall not part!]
Far away in the underworld where true love shall not part!]
Darling, darling, darling, all the world is singing,
Singing, singing, singing a song of joy for me!
Singing, singing, singing a song of joy for me!
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[Hush, dear, hush, what wild sea-wind is bringing
Gloom o' the sea about thy brow, athwart the eyes of thee?]
Gloom o' the sea about thy brow, athwart the eyes of thee?]
Ah, heart o' me, darling, darling, all my heart's aflame!
Sure, at the last we are all in all, all in all we two!
At the Door
Sure, at the last we are all in all, all in all we two!
A Voice
This is the way I take my own, this is the boon I claim!
Sure at the last, ye are all in all, all in all, ye two—
(Later, in the dark, the living brooding beside the dead:—)
Ah, hell of my heart! Ye are dust to me— and dust with dust may woo!
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