by Robert Seymour Bridges (1844 - 1930)

I made another song
Language: English 
I made another song, 
In likeness of my love : 
And sang it all day long, 
Around, beneath, above ; 
I told my secret out, 
That none might be in doubt. 

I sang it to the sky, 
That veiled his face to hear 
How far her azure eye 
Outdoes his splendid sphere ; 
But at her eyelids' name 
His white clouds fled for shame. 

I told it to the trees, 
And to the flowers confest, 
And said not one of these 
Is like my lily drest ; 
Nor spathe nor petal dared 
Vie with her body bared. 

I shouted to the sea, 
That set his waves a-prance; 
Her floating hair is free, 
Free are her feet to dance ; 
And for thy wrath, I swear 
Her frown is more to fear. 

And as in happy mood 
I walked and sang alone, 
At eve beside the wood 
I met my love, my own : 
And sang to her the song 
I had sung all day long.

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This text was added to the website: 2011-01-17
Line count: 30
Word count: 165