 | The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton |  |
131
EROS.
Fill the swift days full, my dear,
Since life is fleet;
Love, and hold Love fast, my dear,
He is so sweet—
Sweetest, dearest, fleetest comer,
Fledgling of the sudden summer.
Since life is fleet;
Love, and hold Love fast, my dear,
He is so sweet—
Sweetest, dearest, fleetest comer,
Fledgling of the sudden summer.
Love, but not too well, my dear!
When skies are gray,
And the autumn winds are here,
Love will away—
Fleetest, vaguest, farthest rover
When the summer's warmth is over.
When skies are gray,
And the autumn winds are here,
Love will away—
Fleetest, vaguest, farthest rover
When the summer's warmth is over.
| The poems and sonnets of Louise Chandler Moulton | |