WHISPERINGS OF LOVE.
Copyright, 1894, by Fred M. Spotswood.
Words by Fred M. Spotswood. Music by Harry A. Saxton.
Whisper, gentle maiden, that you love me true,
For my heart has left me, it has gone to you;
As I wander lonely in the silent night,
Thoughts of you, my darling, fill me with delight;
When away from you, love, life is hard to bear,
Then my heart is breaking with its load of care.
In the evening's gloaming, "neath the starlit skies,
I am fondly dreaming, darling, of your eyes.
Whisper, love; whisper, love; whisper sweet and low;
Raise your eyes, why those sighs? tell me ere I go;
Hearts like yours and mine, love, should be made as one,
For it was so intended, darling, when the world begun.
Now I hear the murmur of the evening breeze,
Like a distant wailing, sighing through the trees,
Voices seem to whisper words of love to me
From my absent darling, whom I long to see;
Yet I fancy, loved one, in that message sweet
That your thoughts are spoken and our hearts must meet;
Hearts like yours and mine, love, should be made as one.
It was, so intended when the world begun.-Refrain.
Now the earth is silent, stars their vigil keep,
Roses kissed by dewdrops, bow their heads and weep,
Now I sit beside you, looking in your eyes.
Eyes so full of beauty, love and glad surprise:
I would have you tell me that your heart is mine.
Not with boisterous Words, love, but with gentle sign,
Sign which none would see, love, none beside we two,
I would have you whisper, "darling, I'll be true."-Ref.