George Meredith - Song (Untitled #9)

George Meredith - Song (Untitled #9)

I would I were the drop of rain br That falls into the dancing rill, br For I should seek the river then, br And roll below the wooded hill, br Until I reached the sea. br br And O, to be the river swift br That wrestles with the wilful tide, br And fling the briny weeds aside br That o'er the foamy billows drift, br Until I came to thee! br br I would that after weary strife, br And storm beneath the piping wind, br The current of my true fresh life br Might come unmingled, unimbrined, br To where thou floatest free. br br Might find thee in some amber clime, br Where sunlight dazzles on the sail, br And dreaming of our plighted vale br Might seal the dream, and bless the time, br With maiden kisses three.


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Uploaded: 2014-11-10

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