The Poetical Works of Robert Story | ||
Exposed in Life's.
1822.
Exposed in life's neglected vale,
To scorch in sun, or waste in gale,
The wild-rose tints so softly pale
That first attracted me, love—
O unbefriended! take my aid,
Accept my shelter and my shade,
Where suns shall but in gleams pervade,
And storms blow calm to thee, love!
To scorch in sun, or waste in gale,
The wild-rose tints so softly pale
That first attracted me, love—
O unbefriended! take my aid,
Accept my shelter and my shade,
Where suns shall but in gleams pervade,
And storms blow calm to thee, love!
The summer leaves of Fortune now
Have clothed my every spreading bough;
One ornament I want, and thou—
O thou art that to me, love!
Then come—and, by my hopes refined!
No Oak that ever braved the wind,
So screened the Woodbine round him twined,
As I will shelter thee, love!
Have clothed my every spreading bough;
One ornament I want, and thou—
O thou art that to me, love!
Then come—and, by my hopes refined!
No Oak that ever braved the wind,
So screened the Woodbine round him twined,
As I will shelter thee, love!
The Poetical Works of Robert Story | ||