ASONG to a maid with eyes like stars; Lad, you can sing it. Any old tune to trip the bars, Any old voice to ring it; Love will wend it away to her; Love will mend it and pray to her; Love with his love will wing it. A song to a maid, a song of songs Born in the singing Ever, oh! ever to love belongs; Ringing, ringing, ringing! Holly berry, a winter theme, Bursting cherry, a summer's dream, Love on love's pinions winging. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...FOR OUR BETTER GRACES by JAMES GALVIN THE IMPORTANCE OF GREEN by JAMES GALVIN THE LIFE SO SHORT by EAMON GRENNAN GUARDIANSHIP by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON INEVITABLY (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON THE SLAVE TRADE: VIEW FROM THE MIDDLE PASSAGE by CLARENCE MAJOR |