Almond, wild almond, Give counsel to me, And hush thy fierce lover The wind in the tree ! Along the night pasture I've come through the dew To tell thee, wild almond, The old songs are true ! Like the flower on thy branches The heart in me springs With airs and upliftings And hundreds of wings ! I, too, have a lover . . . Keep, keep it from them -- The wise ones that eye me -- Thou whispering stem ! I deal with him coldly -- I dash him with pride : Yet he comes of evenings And stands at my side. O had he entreated I could have said nay, But he, he says nothing And then goes away ! Ah, loves he for ever ? . . . And loves me alone? . . . These things that men say not How can they be known ? He may, but he may not, And I would be free : -- Now play not, now sway not, Thou little black tree, Almond, wild almond, Give counsel to me !
Three Songs
Song Cycle by Arnold Edward Trevor Bax, Sir (1883 - 1953)
?. Wild almond (scherzo) [sung text not yet checked]
Language: English
Text Authorship:
- by (Frederic) Herbert Trench (1865 - 1923), "Almond, wild almond", appears in New Poems, first published 1907
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