Category: Poetry
I know that through the waves of air, Some part of all I feel for you, Must surely travel swift and true, Towards the heart for which I care So dumbly, and before it lay The words my lips shall never say.
I know that through the waves of air, Some part of all I feel for you, Must surely travel swift and true, Towards the heart for which I care So dumbly, and before it lay The wor...
2. Part 2"Where is she?" sighed the rose-trees, The honeysuckle creepers, The pansies, and the lilies, And the little hidden flowers. "We are lonely here without her, In the sunlight, in...
3. Part 3Ah! if but once again to hear The song of waves against the keel! The sound of winds upon the sea, To watch the moonlight, and to feel Your hand in mine; to have you steal More...