With his songs and her days to his Lady and to Love Violets and leaves of vine, Into a frail, fair wreath We gather and entwine: A wreath for Love to wear, Fragrant as his own breath, To crown his brow divine All day till night is near. Violets and leaves of vine We gather and entwine. Violets and leaves of vine For Love, that lives a day, We gather and entwine. All day till Love is dead, Till eve falls, cold and gray, These blossoms, yours and mine, Love wears upon his head. Violets and leaves of vine We gather and entwine. Violets and leaves of vine Poor Love, when poor Love dies, We gather and entwine. This wreath, that lives a day, Over his pale, cold eyes, Kissed shut by Proserpine, At set of sun we lay: Violets and leaves of vine We gather and entwine.
- by Ernest Dowson (1867 - 1900), "A coronal", appears in Verses, first published 1896 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Roger Quilter (1877 - 1953), "A coronal", op. 10 no. 1 (1907), published 1908 [voice and piano], from Songs of Sorrow, no. 1, London, Boosey [text verified 1 time]
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