ROBERT WILLIAMS BUCHANAN (1841 - 1901) |
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{Poems and Love Lyrics 1857}
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O, the wooing, endless wooing O, the wooing, endless wooing, O, the wooing, endless wooing, O, the wooing, fruitless wooing, O, the wooing, bootless wooing, 118 O, the wooing, bitter wooing, O, the wooing, wistful wooing, O, the wooing, painful wooing, O, the wooing, wondrous wooing, O, the wooing, empty wooing, 120
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THICK gloom pervades the pervious sky Last Spring we met as strangers meet, Thy cottage eaves are soaked with rain, Beside thy door a birchen-tree 122 If Love be changeless, Love be true— Ah, Mary!—but I would not think Love’s ambient billows, rank with pain, Alas! each doubt, plunged to the hilt—
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THE voice of enchantment pronounces thy name, Love!— All gentle and loving, with joy-jewels laden, Hark! each soft throb, wrapt in melody tender, 124 As farther we rove on our voyage of beauty— Sunbeams, like babes, in my welcoming bosom— In the pure sparkling bliss of our holy communion, 125 I stand, a rough oak in a green Spring forest, The voice of enchantment pronounces thy name, Love!
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LOVE’S HEAVEN. The breath of enchantment is whisp’ring thy name, love— All gentle and loving, with joy-jewels laden, Hark! each soft throb, wrapt in melody tender, As farther we rove on our heaven of beauty,— Sunbeams, like babes, lie serene in my bosom, Surely heaven is bursting, in music of glory, Yet, fear we not: worship we purely and truly, I stand a proud oak in a green, green spring-forest, In the pure, sparkling bliss of our holy communion, The breath of enchantment is whisp’ring thy name, Love Jan. 11. ROBT. W. BUCHANAN. ] __________
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MARY, my gentle love!— Beautiful! my star! my love! __________
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THE shades of a desolate gloaming In the morning of life did I woo thee, Thou hast moved ’mid the listlessly radiant— Thou shalt paint a fresh rose on my cheek, love, O sweet in Affection to hymn thee, 131 __________
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’MID the sober Autumn shadows, Night of silence, Night of shadows, Very dear the tawny shadows, I could hug ye, genial shadows, Gentle, loving, genial shadows! Grow in gloom, ye guardian shadows, Hope is in ye, kindly shadows— 135 ’Mid the shadows, sister shadows, From her soul avaunt, ye shadows! Yet may we shake hands, old shadows— ’Mid the sober Autumn shadows, Constant, gentle, genial shadows, __________
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NIGHT of silence, Night of gladness, Vaguely, softly, but how brightly, Angel-darling, I remember, Angel-darling, I remember, Memory yields back the vision Though their every flower be blighted, Often ‘’mid the twilight, lonely A single hair divides the mortal Roving in the path of duty, I am dubbed the child of Passion!— Hush! fierce thoughts, she comes, the midnight __________
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BY the hour when the Morning The vile and the bestial 145 ’Mid the splendour patrician I wooed thee, I won thee— __________
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