Richard Francis Burton - The First Song

Richard Francis Burton - The First Song

A POET writ a song of May br That checked his breath awhile; br He kept it for a summer day, br Then spake with half a smile: br br “Oh, little song of purity, br Of mystic to-and-fro, br You are so much a part of me br I dare not let you go.” br br And so he made a sister-song br With more of cunning art; br But held the first his whole life long br Deep hidden in his heart.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-07

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