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IRISH SONGS AND LYRICS 497 |
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WILLIAM WILKINS (1852 -------)
DISILLUSION
" Say a day without the ever."—" As You Like It."
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OUR proud eyes give me their wearied splendor; Your cold loose touch and your colder smile The truth to my jealous heart surrender:
You tire, "having loved me a little while. Ah ! well, my sweet, I was sure you would, For I knew you false when I saw you fair. I have watched and watched for your altered mood, And have schooled me so that I shall not care.
The knoll's blue bonnet, the dell's green mantle,
The mid-wood hollow where waters run, The bare, stained shore, with its white surf-sandal,
The sudden smile of the gallant sun — Will change not, be you or sweet or bitter:
A heart after all is hard to break; But the world at sweetest were surely sweeter
If only sweet for your own sweet sake.
Yea, I know right well, if our love were sterling We had drained the earth and the skies of joy;
But I—God wot—and you too, my darling, No rare fair flower of girl and boy: |
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