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XXII.Of that so sweet imprisonment My soul, dearest, is fain — – Soft arms that woo me to relent And woo me to detain. Ah, could they ever hold me there Gladly were I a prisoner! Dearest, through interwoven arms … Weiterlesen →

XXI.He who hath glory lost, nor hath Found any soul to fellow his, Among his foes in scorn and wrath Holding to ancient nobleness, That high unconsortable one — – His love is his companion. Chamber Music 20 <<<<

XIX.Be not sad because all men Prefer a lying clamour before you: Sweetheart, be at peace again — – Can they dishonour you? They are sadder than all tears; Their lives ascend as a continual sigh. Proudly answer to their … Weiterlesen →

XVIII.O Sweetheart, hear you Your lover’s tale; A man shall have sorrow When friends him fail. For he shall know then Friends be untrue And a little ashes Their words come to. But one unto him Will softly move And … Weiterlesen →

XVII.Because your voice was at my side I gave him pain, Because within my hand I held Your hand again. There is no word nor any sign Can make amend — – He is a stranger to me now Who … Weiterlesen →

XVI.O cool is the valley now And there, love, will we go For many a choir is singing now Where Love did sometime go. And hear you not the thrushes calling, Calling us away? O cool and pleasant is the … Weiterlesen →

XV.From dewy dreams, my soul, arise, From love’s deep slumber and from death, For lo! the treees are full of sighs Whose leaves the morn admonisheth. Eastward the gradual dawn prevails Where softly-burning fires appear, Making to tremble all those … Weiterlesen →

XIV. My dove, my beautiful one, Arise, arise! The night-dew lies Upon my lips and eyes. The odorous winds are weaving A music of sighs: Arise, arise, My dove, my beautiful one! I wait by the cedar tree, My sister, … Weiterlesen →

XIII. Go seek her out all courteously, And say I come, Wind of spices whose song is ever Epithalamium. O, hurry over the dark lands And run upon the sea For seas and lands shall not divide us My love … Weiterlesen →

XII. What counsel has the hooded moon Put in thy heart, my shyly sweet, Of Love in ancient plenilune, Glory and stars beneath his feet — – A sage that is but kith and kin With the comedian Capuchin? Believe … Weiterlesen →

XI. Bid adieu, adieu, adieu, Bid adieu to girlish days, Happy Love is come to woo Thee and woo thy girlish ways — – The zone that doth become thee fair, The snood upon thy yellow hair, When thou hast … Weiterlesen →

X. Bright cap and streamers, He sings in the hollow: Come follow, come follow,            All you that love. Leave dreams to the dreamers That will not after, That song and laughter            Do nothing move. With ribbons streaming He … Weiterlesen →

IX. Winds of May, that dance on the sea, Dancing a ring-around in glee From furrow to furrow, while overhead The foam flies up to be garlanded, In silvery arches spanning the air, Saw you my true love anywhere? Welladay! … Weiterlesen →

VIII. Who goes amid the green wood With springtide all adorning her? Who goes amid the merry green wood To make it merrier? Who passes in the sunlight By ways that know the light footfall? Who passes in the sweet … Weiterlesen →

VII. My love is in a light attire Among the apple-trees, Where the gay winds do most desire To run in companies. There, where the gay winds stay to woo The young leaves as they pass, My love goes slowly, … Weiterlesen →