Minuscula Lyrics of Nature, Art and Love. By Francis William Bourdillon |
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A Song of Love
If in thine eyes
I saw that softer light
That in the skies
Doth herald Spring's delight,
Ah, love, how loud my heart should sing,
Ev'n as the blackbird to the Spring!
I saw that softer light
That in the skies
Doth herald Spring's delight,
Ah, love, how loud my heart should sing,
Ev'n as the blackbird to the Spring!
If on thy cheek
I saw that warm hue play
That doth bespeak
The dawn of a new day,
Ah, love, how like the lark should rise
My soul in rapture to the skies!
I saw that warm hue play
That doth bespeak
The dawn of a new day,
Ah, love, how like the lark should rise
My soul in rapture to the skies!
If from thy mouth
I heard such whisper low
As from the South
Doth through the pinewoods blow,
How should my whole soul murmur through
With music, as the pinewoods do!
I heard such whisper low
As from the South
Doth through the pinewoods blow,
How should my whole soul murmur through
With music, as the pinewoods do!
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