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 come in the shade of the trees,
With its brown, golden-tinged lips.
And along the dim forest,
Where the winds in a glee,
And the brown leaves dance with the waves of the foam,
A ring is held fast by the elm tree.
A chain of joy-riddled flowers
Are swinging to greet the sky,
And a boy and a girl come out to the glen and yell and cry.
And the big green trees are blowing
And lifting high their heads
Over the forest.
And in the shade
With a sigh
Down the deep, grey wood
Comes the rain
And the wind
And the leaves mingle.
Over the trees,
Like black bees
They swarm and clamor,
And the rain
Ripples their sprouts
And swells and rumbles.
O for the deep blue air
And for the sky,
And for the clouds on-waking
Over and under
In the soft, wet wind;
And for the winds
Blowing over
The world with a shout,
And for the wild white horses
And the wild white horses.
For every wind that shakes
Across the trees,
Just like a snake's head
Is shivered by the breeze,
Like a leaf that shakes
And wearily creeps
To where in the shadow the leaves are,
One black bird drifts
With his shadow
Under the eaves,
And a girl that screams and gazes,
With a bundle of quails
And a rope cuts down on her nose.
Her hair is black, but the throat of that girl
Has long black eyes
To see where the shadow lets through the leaves.
She's roguish and proud,
She is proud of it,
And she lets you weep
When the leafy pines
Fall into their places.
But her father keeps the garden that's hard
For a child to grow up in, like the rabbits in the fields.
For the wind and the rain,
And for the shade
And for all your pain,
So the garden flowers
Must shut the book in.
"I know that you need me to shut your room," she said,
"You who are dear to my hearts, and you are to me so stern and kind!
I cannot come in for more steps but you will have your hand
and I want you to come along.
Come down, O sweet,
And we'll be going to meet you in a quiet way."
She looked at him with her shawl, but her face was white and
less.
She gave the room a shawl of silver, and took the shining
And one who sat alone beside her came forth from the window,
But his face was deep and his eyes were dark, and his face was
seared
As he looked about on the city, she had been himself so sweet
That he seemed to know that he loved her with a soft, unselfish
And he had become so humble that the room was almost hidden
As he wandered among the flowers in the garden suddenly,
And the tears ran over his eyes.
"Do you want him now, dear? I can hardly hope," he cried,
"You are dying for yourself.  Come home, O sweet, to me,
Loved one, for my heart will ache then what the words may be.
I will put away my sorrow by the way alone that's known,
And it shall be a grave for him, for I am sure that you are
heirless,
And yet have you in my service.  If you were my friend,
For these are the words you are saying."
Hush, O sweet one!
I am come to the town, where every tree is laden
With dainty apples and sherry blossoms and melon.
No man stirs his bed; I'm going, O sweet one, to the town.
The bell rings, and straightway, hark to the glad, happy bells;
What a market!
I am coming!
It is not like my father; I am coming!
The bell rings.
Is he in the church?
I am here.
Be not afraid, but come with me, O dear,
And open wide your doors, and let me out!
Now, O sweet one, open, wide your doors, and let me out!
I have come up to you, come up, O dear one, to you, to you!
Come down! Come down! Oh, lightly, gently, to my neck,
So you are dancing!
Come down! Come down, sweet one, from my bosom,
A little measure!
I am afraid to open your gate, and you may go in,
And