The Collected Songs of Charles Mackay With Illustrations by John Gilbert |
NOON-TIME IN THE SHADE. |
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The Collected Songs of Charles Mackay | ||
NOON-TIME IN THE SHADE.
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Far away—Oh far awayFrom cities all this summer-day,
On the fresh grass beneath the trees,
Lull'd by the voice of birds and bees,
And music of the boughs above,
We'll sit, and sing and read of love,
And quite forget—so happy, then—
The tramp and crash of living men.
II
Far away—Oh far away—We will be selfish for a day,
And flying from incessant strife,
Live with the leaves a careless life;
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Out of the ocean, one small wave
On which to float, nor seek to know
How th' incessant world may go.
III
Far away—Oh far away—I will sing my love a lay;
And she shall sit amid the flowers,
And hear of ancient troubadours;
And if it please my fancy well
My passion in disguise to tell,
I'll woo my lady in a song,
And she shall blush, nor think me wrong.
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Far away—Oh far away—Thankful for a summer-day;
We will enjoy it like the leaves,
Or ripening corn that never grieves,
Or mellowing fruit upon the bough
That blushes thanks for sunshine now;
Or lark that sings in heaven's blue cope—
A thing too happy ev'n to hope.
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Far away—Oh far away—We'll make a gem of Time to-day;
And should the future need the spark,
We'll draw the jewel from the dark—
Of all our jewels prized the best,
And wear it upon Memory's breast,
To show—whatever fate contrives—
We once were happy in our lives.
The Collected Songs of Charles Mackay | ||