Classic Poem

Old Song, An

O sweet and cool is the redstart's song
As it scatters the heat;
And sweet is the whisper of winds along
A child-crowded street;
Sweet is the music when lovers rejoice,
And Song may beguile —
But sweeter still is my true love's voice
And her blossoming smile.

O soft and swift are the feet of Spring
As she dances alone;
And soft is the scent of flowers that cling
To a sheltering stone.
Light as a butterfly that dips
Through a blue abyss, —
And softer still are my true love's lips
And her silken kiss.

O wide and vast is the star-filled sky
And the starless sea;
Strong is the life that surges by,
Resistless and free;
And vast are the circlings of suns that move
To a flaming goal —
But greater than all is my true love's love
And her fiery soul.Englishlove poemlove poemslove poems for herlove poetrypoems about loveromantic poems