The Dwale Bluth Hebditch's Legacy and Other Literary Remains of Oliver Madox-Brown ... Edited by William M. Rossetti and F. Hueffer: With a Memoir and Two Portraits |
LAURA'S SONG.
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LAURA'S SONG.
[Alas! who knows or cares, my love]
Alas! who knows or cares, my love,
If our love live or die,—
If thou thy frailty, sweet, shouldst prove,
Or my soul thine deny?
Yet merging sorrow in delight,
Love's dream disputes our devious night.
If our love live or die,—
If thou thy frailty, sweet, shouldst prove,
Or my soul thine deny?
Yet merging sorrow in delight,
Love's dream disputes our devious night.
None know, sweet love, nor care a thought
For our heart's vague desire,
Nor if our longing come to nought,
Or burn in aimless fire;
Let them alone, we'll waste no sighs:
Cling closer, love, and close thine eyes!
For our heart's vague desire,
Nor if our longing come to nought,
Or burn in aimless fire;
Let them alone, we'll waste no sighs:
Cling closer, love, and close thine eyes!
The Dwale Bluth | ||