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ECHO, CLOUD, AND BREEZE |
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ECHO, CLOUD, AND BREEZE
Echo, hast thou heard my love go by,
Did thy mimic voice to hers reply
From the grey cliffs of thy rocky nest?
Streamlets tinkle at her rosy feet,
Fountains dimple back her glancing sweet,
Daisies whisper, “take us to thy breast.”
Did thy mimic voice to hers reply
From the grey cliffs of thy rocky nest?
Streamlets tinkle at her rosy feet,
Fountains dimple back her glancing sweet,
Daisies whisper, “take us to thy breast.”
Idle cloudlet brooding near the sun,
Float and touch the hill-crowns one by one.
Tell me, is she here or is she there?
Bend thy melting eyes on slope and rock,
Seek her thro' the heaths, the climbing flock,
Never hast thou sought a thing so fair.
Float and touch the hill-crowns one by one.
Tell me, is she here or is she there?
Bend thy melting eyes on slope and rock,
Seek her thro' the heaths, the climbing flock,
Never hast thou sought a thing so fair.
Breeze, that falling catchest on the mere,
Swallow-like to ruffle there and here
Freckling silver on the smooth dark creek,
Hast thou felt the flutter of her gown,
Caught aside one little ringlet brown,
Tasted, passing, at the dainty cheek?
Swallow-like to ruffle there and here
Freckling silver on the smooth dark creek,
Hast thou felt the flutter of her gown,
Caught aside one little ringlet brown,
Tasted, passing, at the dainty cheek?
Dear, without thee all the land is bare:
Love, beside thee heaven itself is there:
Life and Love sit crowned in golden ease.
Death is gone for ever and a day,
Lovers walk in one perpetual May:
Soft winds whisper in ambrosial trees.
Love, beside thee heaven itself is there:
Life and Love sit crowned in golden ease.
Death is gone for ever and a day,
Lovers walk in one perpetual May:
Soft winds whisper in ambrosial trees.
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