In Cornwall and Across the Sea With Poems Written in Devonshire. By Douglas B. W. Sladen |
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SYLVIA.
Sylvia are you, gentle Lady?
Rightly Sylvia, recalling
Sunlight through the foliage shady,
Cleft by morning breezes, falling.
Rightly Sylvia, recalling
Sunlight through the foliage shady,
Cleft by morning breezes, falling.
Sylvia are you? Woodland flowers
Are as delicate as moon-light,
With no brightness and no powers
Like the heather and the noon-light.
Are as delicate as moon-light,
With no brightness and no powers
Like the heather and the noon-light.
But the noon-light and the heather,
Spite of all their strength and splendour,
Cannot match, the two together,
With the Wind-flow'r's beauty tender.
Spite of all their strength and splendour,
Cannot match, the two together,
With the Wind-flow'r's beauty tender.
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