 | Virginalia ; or, songs of my summer nights |  |
THE INVITATION.
(A CUP OF NECTAR FOR THE LIPS OF LOVE.)
O! come away, my gentle one!
At midnight come to me,
And rest upon my breast alone,
In moonlight by the sea.
The Moon shall hear each tender tone,
The Stars above shall see
Thee lie upon my breast alone,
In moonlight by the sea.
Then come, dear one! to me,
And lie upon my breast alone
In moonlight by the sea.
At midnight come to me,
And rest upon my breast alone,
In moonlight by the sea.
The Moon shall hear each tender tone,
The Stars above shall see
Thee lie upon my breast alone,
In moonlight by the sea.
Then come, dear one! to me,
And lie upon my breast alone
In moonlight by the sea.
O! come again, my darling love!
And meet me when thine eyes
Give glory to the stars above,
And meekness to 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.
Then come, dear love! to me,
And dwell upon each whispered word
In moonlight by the sea.
And meet me when thine eyes
Give glory to the stars above,
And meekness to 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.
Then come, dear love! to me,
And dwell upon each whispered word
In moonlight by the sea.
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O! come again, my dearest love!
When every thought is deep,
And meet me ere the stars above
Have sung the moon to sleep.
Say—will you come! O! tell me, Sweet!
Say, will you come to me?
For, O! it is such joy to meet
In moonlight by the sea!
Say—will you come to me?
For, O! it is such joy to meet
In moonlight by the sea!
When every thought is deep,
And meet me ere the stars above
Have sung the moon to sleep.
Say—will you come! O! tell me, Sweet!
Say, will you come to me?
For, O! it is such joy to meet
In moonlight by the sea!
Say—will you come to me?
For, O! it is such joy to meet
In moonlight by the sea!
Villa Allegra, Ga., June 8, 1836.
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