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First Line: O come to my secret bower
Last Line: As in my fond arms I fold thee!
Alternate Author Name(s): Brooke, Arthur
Subject(s): Charm; Courtship


VIII.

O COME to my secret bower
At the hush of the twilight hour,
And the stars shall alone behold thee
As in my fond arms I fold thee!
Thou in whose lips and eyes
A charm peculiar lies,
Which though I have sought in many
I never have found in any:—
A sweetness at which the sense
Aches, it is so intense—
The music of sight—by the tone
Of thy voice to be guessed alone!

O come to my secret bower
At the hush of the twilight hour,
When the stars can alone behold thee
As in my fond arms I fold thee!
And when I have fed for awhile
Like a bee on thy flowery smile,
And leaned my cheek upon thine,
And played with thy soft hair's twine,
If I whisper—I know not what,
With a sigh, thou shalt chide me not,
But give in thy richest kiss
More than heaven could offer in bliss!

Then come to my secret bower
At the hush of the twilight hour,
When the stars shall alone behold thee
As in my fond arms I fold thee!





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