The Inn of Dreams
The song-bird of your voice
Whose magic song Love hears,
Trembling behind your tears,
Trilling when you rejoice . . .
Whose magic song Love hears,
Trembling behind your tears,
Trilling when you rejoice . . .
O Beauty, what is this?
The shadow of a rose . . .
A little ghost that goes
Oblivious of Love's kiss.
The shadow of a rose . . .
A little ghost that goes
Oblivious of Love's kiss.
Only a shadow . . . yet
It may, in some dark hour
Recall the living flower . . .
If haply Love forget.
It may, in some dark hour
Recall the living flower . . .
If haply Love forget.
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