Denzil place a story in verse. By Violet Fane [i.e. M. M. Lamb] |
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To my heart I waking, say
“This must be Love”
As the first strugg'ling ray
Of the too happy day
Peeps from above.
“This must be Love”
As the first strugg'ling ray
Of the too happy day
Peeps from above.
“Ah, this must be Love,” I sigh
When the dim light
Fades from the western sky,
And the far mountains lie
Wrapp'd in the night.
When the dim light
Fades from the western sky,
And the far mountains lie
Wrapp'd in the night.
If thou had'st not dawn'd, oh Day!
Then, blessèd Night,
Thou had'st endured for aye,
Stay, night of kisses, stay!
Veil out the light!
Then, blessèd Night,
Thou had'st endured for aye,
Stay, night of kisses, stay!
Veil out the light!
If thou had'st not darken'd, Night,
Then, happy Day,
Thou had'st shone long and bright,
Fleet day of dear delight
Fade not away!
Then, happy Day,
Thou had'st shone long and bright,
Fleet day of dear delight
Fade not away!
Oh, Night! to thy sister, Day,
Reach out thy wand,
Thou dost know, thou can'st say
Why I would have you stay
Thus hand in hand!
Reach out thy wand,
Thou dost know, thou can'st say
Why I would have you stay
Thus hand in hand!
Thou can'st say, for thou dost know,—
Night, tell to Day
Why thy dim moments flow
Warm'd with a warmer glow
Than sun-lit ray!
Night, tell to Day
Why thy dim moments flow
Warm'd with a warmer glow
Than sun-lit ray!
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Oh, Day! whisper unto Night
All thou hast known,
When, 'neath thy sun and shade
Fleeter hours Love has made
E'en than thine own!
All thou hast known,
When, 'neath thy sun and shade
Fleeter hours Love has made
E'en than thine own!
Night and Day! whilst you can hold
Joy like to this,
Dear is the black and gold
Of your soft wings, that fold
Me to his kiss.
Joy like to this,
Dear is the black and gold
Of your soft wings, that fold
Me to his kiss.
But, when mingled sun and shade
Bring me no more
Flowers like those that made
All other blossoms fade
Their light before.
Bring me no more
Flowers like those that made
All other blossoms fade
Their light before.
Weave then for thy brows of light
A cypress wreath.
Day, that wert once so bright!
Darken to Night, and Night!
Fade into Death!
A cypress wreath.
Day, that wert once so bright!
Darken to Night, and Night!
Fade into Death!
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