A Sicilian Story With Diego de Montilla, and Other Poems. By Barry Cornwall [i.e. Bryan Waller Procter]. Second Edition |
 |
|
|
| I. |
| II. |
|
|
SONG.
|
|
 | A Sicilian Story |  |
168
SONG.
[My love is a lady of gentle line]
My love is a lady of gentle line,
Tow'rds some like the cedar bending,
Tow'rds me she flies—like a shape divine
From heaven to earth descending.
Tow'rds some like the cedar bending,
Tow'rds me she flies—like a shape divine
From heaven to earth descending.
Her very look is life to me,
Her smile like the clear moon rising,
And her kiss is as sweet as the honied bee,
And more and more enticing.
Her smile like the clear moon rising,
And her kiss is as sweet as the honied bee,
And more and more enticing.
Mild is my love as the summer air,
And her cheek (her eyes half closing)
Now rests on her full-blown bosom fair,
Like Languor on Love reposing.
And her cheek (her eyes half closing)
Now rests on her full-blown bosom fair,
Like Languor on Love reposing.
| A Sicilian Story | |