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(Air: Carnaval de Venise) LET Housman sing of Severn shore… Of Thames let Arnold sing, But we will sing no river more Save this where crowbars ring.
G.T.A. BEFORE your life that is to com… Love stands with eager eyes, that… Seek to discern what gift may fit The slow unfolding years of it;
NOW veiled in the inviolable past Love lies asleep, who never more w… Nor would you wake him, even for m… Who for your sake pray he sleep so… What good thing had we of him—we w…
THROUGH her fair world of bloss… Veiled with her maiden innocence,… Not all the splendour of the waxin… She sees, nor all the colour of th… And yet who knows what finer hues…
DEAR, do you sigh that your love… Laugh with and play with you, Weep with and pray with you, All his life through? Think, O my heart, if you never h…
THE sunshine of your presence lie… On the glad garden of my heart And bids the leaves of silence par… To show the flowers to your dear e… And flower on flower blooms there…
WHEN all the weary flowers, Worn out with sunlit hours, Droop o’er the garden beds Their little sleepy heads, The dewy dusk on quiet wings comes…
Where are you—you whose loving bre… Alone can stay my soul from death? The world’s so wide, I seek it th… Yet—dare I dream to win to you? Perhaps your dear desired feet
‘What of the garden I gave?’ God said to me; ‘Hast thou been diligent to foster… The life of flower and tree? How have the roses thriven,
THE trees stand brown against the… The shivering gray of field and sk… The mists wrapt round the dying da… The shroud poor days wear as they… Poor day, die soon, who lived in v…
When I lived in the village of yo… There were lilies in all the orcha… Flowers in the orange-gardens For brides to wear in their hair. It was always sunshine and summer,
WHEN the corn is green and the p… And the fields are crimson with lo… When the elms are black deep overh… And the shade lies cool where the… When the blackbird whistles the so…
DEAR, if I told you, made your s… Showed you the ghosts that o’er my… What joy were mine—to cast aside t… And clasp you close with no base l… You have given all, and still woul…
They talk about gardens of roses, And moonlight over the sea, And mountains and snow And sunsetty glow, But I know what is best for me.
A YEAR ago we walked the wood— A year ago to-day; A blackbird fluttered round her br… Deep in the white-flowered may. We trod the happy woodland ways,