XXVII
Though I thy Mithridates were,
Framed to defy the poison-dart,
XXVIII
Gentle lady, do not sing
Sad songs about the end of love;
XXIX
Dear heart, why will you use me so?
Dear eyes that gently me upbraid,
XXX
Love came to us in time gone by
When one at twilight shyly played
XXXI
O, it was out by Donnycarney
When the bat flew from tree to tree
XXXII
Rain has fallen all the day.
O come among the laden trees:
XXXIII
Now, O now, in this brown land
Where Love did so sweet music make
XXXIV
Sleep now, O sleep now,
O you unquiet heart!
XXXV
All day I hear the noise of waters
Making moan,
XXXVI
I hear an army charging upon the land,
And the thunder of horses plunging, foam about their knees:
Chamber Music
I
Strings in the earth and air
Make music sweet;
Strings by the river where
The willows meet.
There's music along the river
For Love wanders there,
Pale flowers on his mantle,
Dark leaves on his hair.
All softly playing,
With head to the music bent,
And fingers straying
Upon an instrument.
II
The twilight turns from amethyst
To deep and deeper blue,
The lamp fills with a pale green glow
The trees of the avenue.
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