Minuscula Lyrics of Nature, Art and Love. By Francis William Bourdillon |
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In Exitu Amoris
Never a love to be loved again,
Long as I live, by me!
What, if I drag awhile the chain?
It is broken, and I am free.
Long as I live, by me!
What, if I drag awhile the chain?
It is broken, and I am free.
Never a song to be sung again,
When the woodland thrills with song,
And the primrose lightens the darkening lane
As the April days grow long!
When the woodland thrills with song,
And the primrose lightens the darkening lane
As the April days grow long!
Never a dream to be dreamed again,
When music softly plays,
And the soul breaks free from the tyrannous brain,
And wanders in starry ways!
When music softly plays,
And the soul breaks free from the tyrannous brain,
And wanders in starry ways!
Never a heart to be hot again,
Or a soul with itself at war!
Never a smile to be Heaven to gain,
Or a face to be hungered for!
Or a soul with itself at war!
Never a smile to be Heaven to gain,
Or a face to be hungered for!
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