A Spanish Love Song

From Andalusian gardens
  I bring the rose and rue,
And leaves of subtle odour,
  To weave a gift for you.
You’ll know the reason wherefore
  The sad is with the sweet;
My flowers may lie, as I would,
  A carpet for your feet!
The heart—the heart is constant;
  It holds its secret, Dear!
But often in the night time
  I keep awake for fear.
I have no hope to whisper,
  I have no prayer to send,
God save you from such passion!
  God help you from such end!

You first, you last, you false love!
  In dreams your lips I kiss,
And thus I greet your Shadow,
  “Take this, and this, and this!”
When dews are on the casement,
  And winds are in the pine,
I have you close beside me—
  In sleep your mouth is mine.

I never see you elsewhere;
  You never think of me;
But fired with fever for you
  Content I am to be.
You will not turn, my Darling,
  Nor answer when I call;
But yours are soul are body
  And love of mine and all!

You splendid Spaniard! Listen—
  My passion leaps to flame
For neck and cheek and dimple,
  And cunning shades of shame!
I tell you, I would gladly
  Give Hell myself to keep,
To cling to, half a moment,
  The lips I taste in sleep.

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Henry Kendall

Thomas Henry Kendall was a nineteenth-century Australian author and bush poet, who was particularly known for his poems and tales set in a natural environment setting. more…

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