by William Sharp (1855 - 1905), as Fiona Macleod

Green branches
Language: English 
Wave, wave, green branches, wave me far away
To where the forest deepens and the hillwinds, sleeping, stay:
Where Peace doth fold her twilight wings, and through the heart of day
There goes the rumour of passing hours grown faint and grey.
Wave, wave, green branches, my heart like a bird doth hover
Above the nesting-place your green-gloom shadows cover:
O come to my nesting heart, come close, come close, bend over,
Joy of my heart, my life, my prince, my lover!


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This text was added to the website: 2008-08-18
Line count: 8
Word count: 82