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I SOUGHT MY LOVE.
I sought my love in yonder flower,
Appearing like an angel star;
I sought her vainly, hour by hour,
Though she be fair as angels are.
Appearing like an angel star;
I sought her vainly, hour by hour,
Though she be fair as angels are.
I sought my love by yonder tree,
All musical with summer birds;
And sweet the songs, but not for me:
They could not give her sweeter words.
All musical with summer birds;
And sweet the songs, but not for me:
They could not give her sweeter words.
I sought her when the stars gleam'd west,
By stream that glides the veined round;
And I saw heaven in its breast,
And thought at last my love was found!
By stream that glides the veined round;
And I saw heaven in its breast,
And thought at last my love was found!
But, ah! each hope inconstant pass'd;
Nor flower, nor tree, nor streamlet's fall:
I found my love in night's sharp blast,
Whose false, false breath, hath ruin'd all.
Nor flower, nor tree, nor streamlet's fall:
I found my love in night's sharp blast,
Whose false, false breath, hath ruin'd all.
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