Earth and horizons round. Sky where three doves are found. Sea. Fleecy lambs that bound. War. Cannon thunder-toned. Love lies asleep. . . . Inside my father's close, grows a sweet olive tree. Spain's royal daughters fair they lie beneath it there. Alas! I love the one who loves me, O gay, gay, gay, I've a heart so gay! I love the one who loves me, O gay, gay, gay, I've a heart so gay! The bells of Love are chiming deep, sound, sound, myriad sound. Earth and horizons round. Love lies asleep. . . . Spain's royal daughters fair they lie beneath it there, they lie beneath it there. "Look," said the eldest one. "Sisters, the day's begun." Alas! I love the one who loves me, O gay, gay, gay, I've a heart so gay! I love the one who loves me, O gay, gay, gay, I've a heart so gay! The god of Love his paean shakes, sound, sound, sound. Sky where three doves are found. Sweet love awakes. . . . "Look," said the eldest one. "Sisters, the day's begun. Sisters, the day's begun." The second said, "Ah me! Where can our lovers be?" Alas! I love the one who loves me, O gay, gay, gay, I've a heart so gay! I love the one who loves me, O gay, gay, gay, I've a heart so gay! The god of Love his paean shakes, sound, sound, sound, myriad sound. Sea. Fleecy lambs that bound. Sweet love awakes. . . . The second said, "Ah me! Where can our lovers be? Where can our lovers be?" The youngest, she is dead, in love's felicity. Alas! I love the one who loves me, O gay, gay, gay, I've a heart so gay! I love the one who loves me, O gay, gay, gay, I've a heart so gay! The bells of Love are chiming deep. Sound, sound, myriad sound. War. Cannon thunder-toned. Love lies asleep. . . . Earth and horizons round. Sky where three doves are found. Sea. Fleecy lambs that bound. War. Cannon thunder-toned. Love lies asleep. . . . Alas! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE SICKNESS by CHARLES BUKOWSKI RIDDLE: SEWING NEEDLE AND THREAD by MOTHER GOOSE THE CHERRY TREES by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS THE NATIVE LAND by FRANCISCO DE ALDANA A NAMELESS EPITAPH (2) by MATTHEW ARNOLD |