Cantares
Cantares
ISweet, my sweet!Was I a fool to show you the sky—Then strap my wings to your feet?III lied—trusting you knewI could not lie to you.Beloved friend, I lied, and am forgiven: but ICannot forgive that you believed my lie!IIISuffer the moths to singe their wingsAt your proud prodigal lightAll night!But you, but you,Singeing your flameAt their frail wings—Ah shame!IVClose not the door, dear love,—he cried—I stand and wait; ah, throw it wide!Wherefore,—she said—and you inside?
ISweet, my sweet!Was I a fool to show you the sky—Then strap my wings to your feet?III lied—trusting you knewI could not lie to you.Beloved friend, I lied, and am forgiven: but ICannot forgive that you believed my lie!IIISuffer the moths to singe their wingsAt your proud prodigal lightAll night!But you, but you,Singeing your flameAt their frail wings—Ah shame!IVClose not the door, dear love,—he cried—I stand and wait; ah, throw it wide!Wherefore,—she said—and you inside?
I
I
Sweet, my sweet!Was I a fool to show you the sky—Then strap my wings to your feet?
Sweet, my sweet!
Was I a fool to show you the sky—
Then strap my wings to your feet?
II
II
I lied—trusting you knewI could not lie to you.
I lied—trusting you knew
I could not lie to you.
Beloved friend, I lied, and am forgiven: but ICannot forgive that you believed my lie!
Beloved friend, I lied, and am forgiven: but I
Cannot forgive that you believed my lie!
III
III
Suffer the moths to singe their wingsAt your proud prodigal lightAll night!
Suffer the moths to singe their wings
At your proud prodigal light
All night!
But you, but you,Singeing your flameAt their frail wings—Ah shame!
But you, but you,
Singeing your flame
At their frail wings—
Ah shame!
IV
IV
Close not the door, dear love,—he cried—I stand and wait; ah, throw it wide!Wherefore,—she said—and you inside?
Close not the door, dear love,—he cried—
I stand and wait; ah, throw it wide!
Wherefore,—she said—and you inside?