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A SMILE AND A SIGH.
A BIRD SONG.
IT'S a year almost that I have not seen her:
Oh last summer green things were greener,
Brambles fewer, the blue sky bluer.
Oh last summer green things were greener,
Brambles fewer, the blue sky bluer.
It's surely summer, for there's a swallow:
Come one swallow, his mate will follow,
The bird race quicken and wheel and thicken.
Come one swallow, his mate will follow,
The bird race quicken and wheel and thicken.
Oh happy swallow whose mate will follow
O'er height, o'er hollow! I'd be a swallow,
To build this weather one nest together.
O'er height, o'er hollow! I'd be a swallow,
To build this weather one nest together.
A SMILE AND A SIGH.
A SMILE because the nights are short!
And every morning brings such pleasure
Of sweet love-making, harmless sport:
Love that makes and finds its treasure:
Love, treasure without measure.
And every morning brings such pleasure
Of sweet love-making, harmless sport:
Love that makes and finds its treasure:
Love, treasure without measure.
A sigh because the days are long!
Long long these days that pass in sighing,
A burden saddens every song:
While time lags which should be flying,
We live who would be dying.
Long long these days that pass in sighing,
A burden saddens every song:
While time lags which should be flying,
We live who would be dying.
