FREE BOOKS

Author's List




PREV.   NEXT  
|<   15   16   17   18   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26   27   28   29   30   31   >>  
n-- So, Saints were tricked before. My blue-eyed maid, Be there to let me in. III Since I loved you for a day--Ah, a day, the fleetest-- Since I sighed and rode away when our love was sweetest, So shall you remember me, now that youth is over, Fairly, of your courtesy, as your fondest lover. Since I turned and said good-bye when my heart was truest, Since we parted, you and I, when our joy was newest, Love might never turn to doubt and from doubt to scorning. We but lived his sweetness out twixt a night and morning. So shall you remember me, eager in pursuing, Faithful as a man must be in his time o' wooing. Greater loves but stay and pine so, now youth is over, Smiling shall you think of mine--mine, your fondest lover. SHADE The kindliest thing God ever made, His hand of very healing laid Upon a fevered world, is shade. His glorious company of trees Throw out their mantles, and on these The dust-stained wanderer finds ease. Green temples, closed against the beat Of noontime's blinding glare and heat, Open to any pilgrim's feet. The white road blisters in the sun; Now, half the weary journey done, Enter and rest, Oh weary one! And feel the dew of dawn still wet Beneath thy feet, and so forget The burning highway's ache and fret. This is God's hospitality, And whoso rests beneath a tree Hath cause to thank Him gratefully. THE VAGABOND The little dream she had forgot Oh, long and long ago, Came back across the April fields And touched her garment so (As might a wind-blown primrose cling And one scarce guess or know.) A little beggared outcast dream Forgot of Love and men, And all because a fiddler played An old song in the glen, And two Young Lovers hand in hand, Sent back its tune again. The little dream she had forgot Crept near and clung and stayed-- A roving, ragged vagabond Half daring, half afraid, And all because young love went by And one old fiddler played. DISTANCE A hundred miles between us Could never part us more Than that one step you took from me What time my need was sore. A hundred years between us Might hold us less apart Than that one draggin
PREV.   NEXT  
|<   15   16   17   18   19   20   21   22   23   24   25   26   27   28   29   30   31   >>  



Top keywords:

forgot

 

fiddler

 

played

 

remember

 

hundred

 

fondest

 
fields
 

beneath

 

touched

 
garment

Beneath

 

gratefully

 

VAGABOND

 

hospitality

 
burning
 

forget

 
highway
 

DISTANCE

 

vagabond

 

daring


afraid
 

draggin

 

ragged

 

roving

 

outcast

 
beggared
 

Forgot

 

primrose

 

scarce

 

stayed


Lovers

 

closed

 

newest

 

scorning

 

parted

 
truest
 

sweetness

 
wooing
 

Greater

 

Faithful


morning

 
pursuing
 

Saints

 

tricked

 

sweetest

 

Fairly

 
courtesy
 

turned

 
sighed
 
fleetest