WAITING
A SONG Summer is coming, beloved, And here I am waiting for thee. Waiting to look in thine eyes so true. That will tell of their love for roe; Waiting to hear thy sott whisper, When only the stars above Will gaze as we meet in the moonlight sweet, On fanes illumined by love. Come, love to me, Mine for Eternity. Summer is coining, coming. Why not my love to me? Summer is here, beloved, With moonlight as bright as day, And hand has not yet clasped yearning hand, "Why do you still delay? Tho red rose is blushing a welcome, Tall lilies are trembling with fear, The song-birds will greet with a chorus sweet My love, row tho summer is hero! Come, love to me, Mine for Eternity, Summer is passing, passing. Come, my beloved, to mo. The nightingale’s singing a welcome, Singing for yon ond lor me! Tho night-wind will fly to caress the© On tho wings of a melody! Como! I am waiting to meet the©. Come! I am waiting to greet thee, Waiting to look in thine eyes so true, That will tel) of their love for me. Como, lovo to me. Mine for Eternity. Summer is passing, parsing. Come! my beloved, to me! -LAURA JEAN VICTORY.
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New Zealand Times, Volume L, Issue 11661, 27 October 1923, Page 14
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212WAITING New Zealand Times, Volume L, Issue 11661, 27 October 1923, Page 14
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