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Virginalia ; or, songs of my summer nights

A Gift of Love for the Beautiful

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FIRST LOVE.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

FIRST LOVE.

Oh! what is the matter with my true love?
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
Three times she sighed like the Turtle Dove—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
The tear-drops stood in her deep blue eyes—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
Like an April rain in the sunny skies—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!

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She laid her head on my panting breast—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
And my heart grew glad with her own unrest—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
I clasped her then in my trembling arms—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
And crowned my soul with her matchless charms—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
I laid mine own on her trembling cheek—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
And tried my lips—but I could not speak—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
She lay on my breast, as she looked at me—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
Like a milk-white Ship on a rolling Sea—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
She hid her face in her golden hair—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
And, in doing this, seemed to me more fair—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
I moved the veil from her shining face—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
And sunned my soul in her matchless grace—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
As a God his Nectar in glory sips—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
I sucked her soul through her smiling lips—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!

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As Adam beheld in his Eve's fair eyes—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
The welcome that made all the world Paradise—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
As an Angel freed from his body waits—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
For his soul to pass through the heavenly Gates—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
As he then exults when he first gets in—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
To the Courts of God where there is no sin—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
When he strikes his Harp of a thousand strings—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
With the smiles of God on his shining wings—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
As the Angels welcome him home to bliss—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
So my soul first felt when I drew that kiss—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
From the crystalline wells of her eyes of love—
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
I drank what the Saints drink in Heaven above!
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
I asked her then if she would be mine?
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
And she, smiling, said, “I am thine! I'm thine!”
Sing heigh-ho! heigh-ho! heigh-ho!
Villa Allegra, Ga., April 10, 1849.