Virginalia ; or, songs of my summer nights A Gift of Love for the Beautiful |
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DARK IS MY SOUL WITHOUT THEE. |
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DARK IS MY SOUL WITHOUT THEE.
Dark is my soul without thee,
Light of my earliest love!
But think not that I doubt thee,
Though flatterers fawn about thee;
For if thou faithful prove,
The Angels out of Heaven above
Will come down in this dark world to caress thee,
And with their lips of love forever bless thee.
Light of my earliest love!
But think not that I doubt thee,
Though flatterers fawn about thee;
For if thou faithful prove,
The Angels out of Heaven above
Will come down in this dark world to caress thee,
And with their lips of love forever bless thee.
Bright was my soul beside thee,
Moon of my life's dark night!
But think not that I chide thee;
Because such dark clouds hide thee,
Drinking thy soul's sweet light—
For if thou shine on them aright,
Angels from Heaven will come down to caress thee,
And with their lips of love forever bless thee.
Moon of my life's dark night!
But think not that I chide thee;
Because such dark clouds hide thee,
Drinking thy soul's sweet light—
For if thou shine on them aright,
Angels from Heaven will come down to caress thee,
And with their lips of love forever bless thee.
Rich is my soul in pleasure,
Anchored in thy deep love;
Then let no earthly treasure,
Though proffered without measure,
Cause thee to faithless prove;
For then no Angels from above
Would ever come down softly to caress thee,
Or with their lips of love forever bless thee.
Anchored in thy deep love;
Then let no earthly treasure,
Though proffered without measure,
Cause thee to faithless prove;
For then no Angels from above
Would ever come down softly to caress thee,
Or with their lips of love forever bless thee.
Villa Allegra, Ga., August 1, 1849.
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