silent Melancholy

Memory,  hither  come,

And  tune  your  merry  notes;

And,  while  upon  the  wind,

Your  music  floats,

I'll  pore  upon  the  stream,

Where  sighing  lovers  dream,

And  fish  for  fancies  as  they  pass

Within  the  watery  glass.

I'll  drink  of  the  clear  stream,

And  hear  the  linnet's  song;

And  there  I'll  lie  and  dream

The  day  along:

And,  when  night  comes,  I'll  go

To  places  fit  for  woe,

Walking  along  the  darken'd  valley,

With  silent  Melancholy.

адреса: https://www.poetryclub.com.ua/getpoem.php?id=982033
Рубрика: Лирика любви
дата надходження 03.05.2023
автор: Paulinter