WATCH her kindly, stars; From the sweet protecting skies Follow her with tender eyes, Look so lovingly that she Cannot choose but think of me: Watch her kindly, stars! Soothe her sweetly, night: On her eyes, o'erwearied, press The tired lids with light caress; Let that shadowy hand of thine Ever in her dreams seem mine: Soothe her sweetly, night! Wake her gently, morn: Let the notes of early birds Seem like love's melodious words; Every pleasant sound my dear, When she stirs from sleep should hear: Wake her gently, morn! Kiss her softly, winds: Softly, that she may not miss Any sweet, accustomed bliss; On her lips, her eyes, her face, Till I come to take your place, Kiss and kiss her, winds! |