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TO ---, by JOHN CHALK CLARIS 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 sightby 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 whisperI 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! | Other Poems of Interest...COULEUR DE ROSE by JOSEPH ASHBY-STERRY AS YOU WALK OUT ONE MORNING by GLYN MAXWELL TALE OF THE MAYOR'S SON by GLYN MAXWELL THE RIVALS by JAMES WELDON JOHNSON MARJORIE'S WOOING by EMMA LAZARUS THE FORTUNATE SPILL by MARILYN NELSON |
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