The poems of John G. C. Brainard A new and authentic collection, with an original memoir of his life |
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The rocks, the rocks, among the rocks
My only lover lives;
To me the plain, to me the main,
No fear nor pleasure gives.
My only lover lives;
To me the plain, to me the main,
No fear nor pleasure gives.
I love not in the sunny day
To weed and till the ground,
While my wild lover far away,
Hunts with his lazy hound.
To weed and till the ground,
While my wild lover far away,
Hunts with his lazy hound.
Nor would I be a sailor's wife,
Too far from me is he;
For I must toil, and I must strive,
While he is on the sea.
Too far from me is he;
For I must toil, and I must strive,
While he is on the sea.
Give me a lover to my cheek,
A husband to my arms,
Nor would I other dowry seek,
Than hills and rocky farms.
A husband to my arms,
Nor would I other dowry seek,
Than hills and rocky farms.
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The meadow's calms, the ocean's shocks,
Each ruins or deceives;
The rocks, the rocks, among the rocks,
My only lover lives.
Each ruins or deceives;
The rocks, the rocks, among the rocks,
My only lover lives.
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