HOPEFUL LOVE.
'Oik. pretty maid. With sunny locks And eyes as blue As yonder skies, I've loved you long," I've loved you well. Oh, little darling, Am I wise? You are as fair As yonder rase; Your heart is light. And seems as free. While I love you With all my heart, How can I tell That you love men Oh, tell me if That rosy blush Is meant for rote Alone, petite? That soft, shy glanca From downcast eyes. That gives me hope Whene'er we meet ? And when I take Your little hand, And feel it tremble In my grasp, Must I be thankful For the sign, Nor hop© for imore Than one faint clasp? Ah, sweet, you answer With a blush; Another blush Divinely rare. I will take hope From this blest Eour Of all the hours. Oh, maiden fair. True love is shy, And rushes not To enter in Love's golden gate; And he who fain Would win the prize Must be content To watch and wait. Then sing, ye birds, In branches green, And I will join Your roundelay; My lcive has answered With her eyes The question that I asked to-day! —Shamrock
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Otago Witness, Issue 2921, 9 March 1910, Page 70
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197HOPEFUL LOVE. Otago Witness, Issue 2921, 9 March 1910, Page 70
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