A Madrigal
Ah! leave my soul like forest pool
In shadow smiling unafraid—
Let not thy laughter stir its cool
Clear depths, sweet maid.
Let not I pray thy sun-like hair
Pierce to the thoughts that slumber there!
In shadow smiling unafraid—
Let not thy laughter stir its cool
Clear depths, sweet maid.
Let not I pray thy sun-like hair
Pierce to the thoughts that slumber there!
My soul is still as summer noon—
Its inmost shrines are full of sleep,
But when the stars of dream-land swoon
'Twill wake and weep.
The dawn of Love that brings thy blue
Bright eyes, will bring a sorrow too!
Its inmost shrines are full of sleep,
But when the stars of dream-land swoon
'Twill wake and weep.
The dawn of Love that brings thy blue
Bright eyes, will bring a sorrow too!
My soul is silent—trouble not
Its secret reveries with thy songs!
Its secret reveries with thy songs!
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