| I | Strings in the earth and air
Make music sweet; |
| II | The twilight turns from amethyst
To deep and deeper blue, |
| III | At that hour when all things have repose,
O lonely watcher of the skies, |
| IV | When the shy star goes forth in heaven
All maidenly, disconsolate, |
| V | Lean out of the window,
Goldenhair, |
| VI | I would in that sweet bosom be
(O sweet it is and fair it is!) |
| VII | My love is in a light attire
Among the apple-trees, |
| VIII | Who goes amid the green wood
With springtide all adorning her? |
| IX | Winds of May, that dance on the sea,
Dancing a ring-around in glee |
| X | Bright cap and streamers,
He sings in the hollow: |
| XI | Bid adieu, adieu, adieu,
Bid adieu to girlish days, |
| XII | What counsel has the hooded moon
Put in thy heart, my shyly sweet, |
| XIII | Go seek her out all courteously,
And say I come, |
| XIV | My dove, my beautiful one,
Arise, arise! |
| XV | From dewy dreams, my soul, arise,
From love’s deep slumber and from death, |
| XVI | O cool is the valley now
And there, love, will we go |
| XVII | Because your voice was at my sidew
I gave him pain, |
| XVIII | O sweetheart, hear you
Your lover’s tale; |
| XIX | Be not sad because all men
Prefer a lying clamour before you: |
| XX | In the dark pine-wood
I would we lay, |
| XXI | He who hath glory lost, nor hath
Found any soul to fellow his, |
| XXII | Of that so sweet imprisonment
My soul, dearest, is fain— |
| XXIII | This heart that flutters near my heart
My hope and all my riches is, |
| XXIV | Silently she’s combing,
Combing her long hair, |
| XXV | Lightly come or lightly go:
Though thy heart p ...
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