Thomas Moore - Linda To Hafed

Thomas Moore - Linda To Hafed

FROM 'THE FIRE-WORSHIPPERS.' br br br 'How sweetly,' said the trembling maid, br Of her own gentle voice afraid, br So long had they in silence stood, br Looking upon that moonlight flood,-- br 'How sweetly does the moonbeam smile br To-night upon yon leafy isle! br Oft in my fancy's wanderings, br I've wished that little isle had wings, br And we, within its fairy bowers, br Were wafted off to seas unknown, br Where not a pulse should beat but ours, br And we might live, love, die alone! br Far from the cruel and the cold,-- br Where the bright eyes of angels only br Should come around us, to behold br A paradise so pure and lonely! br Would this be world enough for thee?'-- br Playful she turned, that he might see br The passing smile her cheek put on; br But when she marked how mournfully br His eyes met hers, that smile was gone; br And, bursting into heartfelt tears, br 'Yes, yes,' she cried, 'my hourly fears, br My dreams, have boded all too right,-- br We part--forever part--to-night! br I knew, I knew it could not last,-- br 'T was bright, 't was heavenly, but 't is past! br O, ever thus, from childhood's hour, br I've seen my fondest hopes decay; br I never loved a tree or flower br But 't was the first to fade away.


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