 | Poems by Julia C. R. Dorr |  |
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THOU AND I
April days are over!
O my gay young lover,
Forth we fare together
In the soft May weather;
Forth we wander, hand in hand,
Seeking an enchanted land
Underneath a smiling sky,
So blithely—thou and I!
O my gay young lover,
Forth we fare together
In the soft May weather;
Forth we wander, hand in hand,
Seeking an enchanted land
Underneath a smiling sky,
So blithely—thou and I!
Soft spring days are over!
O my ardent lover,
Many a hill together,
In the July weather,
Climb we when the days are long
And the summer heats are strong,
And the harvest wains go by,
So bravely—thou and I!
O my ardent lover,
Many a hill together,
In the July weather,
Climb we when the days are long
And the summer heats are strong,
And the harvest wains go by,
So bravely—thou and I!
July days are over!
O my faithful lover,
Side by side together
In the August weather,
When the swift, wild storms befall us,
And the fiery darts appall us,
Wait we till the clouds sweep by,
And stars shine—thou and I!
O my faithful lover,
Side by side together
In the August weather,
When the swift, wild storms befall us,
And the fiery darts appall us,
Wait we till the clouds sweep by,
And stars shine—thou and I!
Summer days are over!
O my one true lover,
Sit we now alone together
In the early autumn weather!
From our nest the birds have flown
To fair dreamlands of their own,
And we see the days go by,
In silence—thou and I!
O my one true lover,
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In the early autumn weather!
From our nest the birds have flown
To fair dreamlands of their own,
And we see the days go by,
In silence—thou and I!
Storm and stress are over!
O my friend and lover,
Closer now we lean together
In the Indian-summer weather;
See the bright leaves falling, falling,
Hear the low winds calling, calling,
Glad to let the world go by
Unheeding—thou and I!
O my friend and lover,
Closer now we lean together
In the Indian-summer weather;
See the bright leaves falling, falling,
Hear the low winds calling, calling,
Glad to let the world go by
Unheeding—thou and I!
Winter days are over!
O my life-long lover,
Rest we now in peace together
Out of reach of changeful weather!
Not a sound can mar our sleeping—
Breath of laughter, or of weeping,
May not reach us where we lie
Uncaring—thou and I!
O my life-long lover,
Rest we now in peace together
Out of reach of changeful weather!
Not a sound can mar our sleeping—
Breath of laughter, or of weeping,
May not reach us where we lie
Uncaring—thou and I!
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