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SUMMER wind surging the branches,
Dost thou come from the far away shore by the sea?
Was my love looking out on the waves astir,
Thinking "Ah would they might bear me to her,"
And did he whisper his thought to thee?
Hast thou no message for me?
Summer wind kissing the roses,
Summer wind come to me here from the sea,
Is my true love sighing for when he was here
With his lips to the lips that he holds so dear?
Did he whisper a little word to thee?
Hast thou no message for me?
Summer wind wooing the lily,
Summer wind come far away from the sea,
Is his love as true and as single yet
As it was when our parting tears were wet?
Did he whisper his faith and his trust to thee?
Hast thou no message for me?
Summer wind fretting the willow,
Summer wind stolen from the shore by the sea,
Is my true love longing and lone at heart
In the bright rest-days where I have no part?
Did he not whisper his yearning to thee?
Hast thou no message for me?
Summer wind waving the ivy,
Summer wind sent to me here from the sea,
Is my true love counting the days that go by
Ere he clasp my life into his till I die?
Did he not whisper his longing to thee?
Hast thou no message for me?
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A Woman Sold
Bartimaeus
Judas
Pilate
The Walk To Emmaus
A Bride
A March Night
A Messenger
A Mother's Cry
A Wedding
Afterwards
Dead Amy
Deserted
Dreaming
Glad Waves
Going
How The Brook Sings
If
In The Storm
In The Sunshine
Looking Downstairs
Mary Lost
Never Again
Night Whispers
On The Lake
On The Shore
Our Lily
Passing Away
Perjured
Safe
Shadow
Sunlight
The Blush Rose
The Gift
The Heiress' Wooer
The Hidden Wound
The Lake
The Land Of Happy Dreams
The Old Year Out
The Red Star On The Hill
The River
The Setting Star
The Shadow Of A Cloud
To And Fro
To One Of Many
Too faithful
Two Maidens |
