THE WELCOME

New Zealand Tablet, 13 May 1920, Page 13

THE WELCOME

Come in the evening, or come in the morning, C.-ome u hen you re looked for, or come without warning, Kisses and welcome you’ll find hero before you, -And the tenor you come hero the more I’ll adore you. Light is my heart since the day we were plighted, Lied is my cheek that they told me was blighted; Ihe green of the trees looks far greener than ever, And the linnets an- singing, ‘‘True lovers! don’t sever!” Til pull you sweet flowers, to wear if you choose them; i’ll , + te , r i OU V ° hissed them, they’ll lie on my bosom. 11l fetch ftom the mountain its breeze to inspire you; I II fetch from my fancy a tale that won’t tire you. Oh! your step's like the rain to the summer-vexed farmer, Or sabre and shield to a- knight without armor; I. 11 sing on sweet songs till the stars rise above me, Then, wandering. Til wish you, in silence, to love me! We’ll look through the trees at the cliff, and the eyrie, We’ll tread round the rath on the track of the fairy. We’ll look on the stars, and we II list to the river,"’ Mil on ask of your darling what gift you can give her. Oh! she’ll whisper you, “Love as unchangeably beaming, And trust, when in secret, most tunefully streaming, Till the starlight of heaven above ns shall quiver. As our souls flow in one down eternity’s river.” So come in the evening, or come in the morning, Come when you re looked for, or come without warning, Kisses and welcome you’ll find here before you. And the oftener you come here the more I’ll adore you! Light is my heart since the day we were plighted Red is my cheek that they told me was blighted; The green of the trees looks far greener than ever, And the linnets are singing, “True lovers! don’t sever!” —Thomas Davis.