I have a garden beautiful By a sea of peerless blue, There are sunny slopes and grottoes cool, And a streamlet wanders through. There are oranges and cypresses, there are vines and olives grey, And soft winds rustling through the trees, That whisp'ring seem to say: "Come to my bounteous Paradise, My Eden of the South, Come with the love-light in your eyes, Warm kisses on your mouth." Thrilled by the flower-scented gale, The sea and sky of blue, My trembling pulses start and fail, And faint, dear heart, for you. Shine through the air, a vision fair, And make my dream come true!
- by Harold Boulton, Sir (1859 - 1935) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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