MY lover's lute has golden strings, Bright as the sunlight in the air, My lover touches them and sings His happy music everywhere. My lover's eyes see very far, Through the great toiling in the street, To where the sea and mountains are, And all the land lies still and sweet. My lover's lips are very kind, He smiles on all who pass him by, And all who pass him, leave behind A greeting, with a smile or sigh. My lover's heart, ah none may say How tenderly it beats for me, And, if I took my love away, How silent all its song would be. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...SHIPS THAT PASS IN THE NIGHT by PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR ON AN INVITATION TO THE UNITED STATES by THOMAS HARDY THE CANDLE INDOORS by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS FESTOONS OF FISHES by ALFRED FRANCIS KREYMBORG POPULAR BALLAD: NEVER FORGET YOUR PARENTS by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS THE IMPROVISATORE: RODOLPH THE WILD by THOMAS LOVELL BEDDOES |