Queen Berengaria's Courtesy, and Other Poems By the Lady E. Stuart Wortley. In Three Vols |
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I SEND THEE SOME FEW FLOWERS. |
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I SEND THEE SOME FEW FLOWERS.
I send thee some few flowers of Spring—
Though they must withered be;
Each a fair—though faded thing,
Ere they are touched by thee.
Though they must withered be;
Each a fair—though faded thing,
Ere they are touched by thee.
Shall not that gentle touch revive—
And bloom and breath restore?
Shall they not in thy presence live,
And brightly glow once more?—
And bloom and breath restore?
Shall they not in thy presence live,
And brightly glow once more?—
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Wouldst thou but breathe upon my Heart,
Now faded, dull, and dead—
Methinks its cold gloom would depart,
New life wake there instead!—
Now faded, dull, and dead—
Methinks its cold gloom would depart,
New life wake there instead!—
No withered flower that ever wore
Death's hues and languid mien,
Was faded to the very core,
As this wrung heart hath been!—
Death's hues and languid mien,
Was faded to the very core,
As this wrung heart hath been!—
But couldst thou breathe upon it now—
I feel 'twould live once more—
And brighten, with a happier glow,
Than e'er it knew before!
I feel 'twould live once more—
And brighten, with a happier glow,
Than e'er it knew before!
Revive then thus this withered heart,
My wasted life restore—
Till breath, and pulse, and soul depart,
'Twill love thee more and more!
My wasted life restore—
Till breath, and pulse, and soul depart,
'Twill love thee more and more!
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