Poems

Poems

Title: Poems Author: Jennie Earngey Hill Release Date: March 23, 2016 [EBook #51536] Language: English Credits: Produced by Larry B. Harrison. Chuck Greif and the Online Distributed Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net (This file was produced from images generously made available by The Internet Archive) Whispering brooklet running nigh, Do tell why love must die, Brooklet onward toward yon sea, Speak to me! speak to me! Do tell why love must die, Tiny brooklet flowing by. For aye! Oh, tell why! Brooklet gently gurgling by Must love die een for aye, Tell why shouldst love die; Oh, why must love die, Tell why! For aye! For aye! Whispering brooklet running nigh, Do tell why love must die, Brooklet onward toward yon sea, Speak to me! speak to me! Do tell why love must die, Tiny brooklet flowing by. For aye! Oh, tell why! Brooklet gently gurgling by Must love die een for aye, Tell why shouldst love die; Oh, why must love die, Tell why! For aye! For aye! Slipping, sliding, high then low, Oer the ice and fleecy snow, Hearts attune with all around, Merrily away we bound; While jubilant our spirits fling Echoes of their reigning king, Till circling air seems drunken quite, Breathing revelry tonight. Boistrously we raise good cheer, One in voice and accent clear; As bracing wine such atmosphere, With love like thine, Maiden of the dell, Loud thy praises swell, Lifes rhapsody For me but thee, Thru the livelong day If at work or play. Tis living dew thy lips impart, Nectar to a fainting heart; Thine eyesgems of beauteous hues, Amber mid the blues, Gleam Paradisegainst yon sparkling snow, Twinkling as they go; Thy cheeks transmit roseate light, Tint the dancing white, Heart-throb bespeaks Earthly paragon, Binding two in one, In thisour sleighing time, our playing time, Our sleighing, playing, sleighing time. Moonbeams falling, gently trace Lovers secrets on each face, As to and fro they skipperchance, Lending joy with each fond glance, While slipping, sliding, high then low, Oer the ice and drifting snow, Till circling air seems drunken quite Breathing revelry tonight; Boistrously we raise good cheer, One in voice and accent clear; As bracing wine such atmosphere With love like thine, Maiden of the dell, Loud thy praises swell, Lifes rhapsody for me but thee, Thru the livelong day If at work or play. I love you in the sleighing time, I love you with a love sublime, Oh, give to me that heart of thine, In this, our sleighing time, our playing time, Our sleighing, playing, sleighing time. ......Buy Now (To Read More)

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Ebook Number: 51536
Author: Hill, Jennie Earngey
Release Date: Mar 23, 2016
Format: eBook
Language: English