[From the Yokut] br br br COME not near my songs, br You who are not my lover, br Lest from that ambush br Leaps my heart upon you! br br When my songs are glowing br As an almond thicket br With the bloom upon it, br Lies my heart in ambush br All amid my singing; br Come not near my songs, br You who are not my lover! br br Do not hear my songs, br You who are not my lover! br Over-sweet the heart is br Where my love has bruised it, br Breathe you not that fragrance, br You who are not my lover; br Do not stoop above my heart br With its languor on you, br Lest I should not know you br From my own belovèd, br Lest from out my singing br Leaps my heart upon you!br br Mary Austinbr br