13I made another song,In likeness of my love:And sang it all day long,Around, beneath, above;I told my secret out,That none might be in doubt.I sang it to the sky,That veiled his face to hearHow far her azure eyeOutdoes his splendid sphere;But at her eyelids’ nameHis white clouds fled for shame.I told it to the trees,And to the flowers confest,And said not one of theseIs like my lily drest;Nor spathe nor petal daredVie with her body bared.I shouted to the sea,That set his waves a-prance;Her floating hair is free,Free are her feet to dance;And for thy wrath, I swearHer frown is more to fear.And as in happy moodI walked and sang alone,At eve beside the woodI met my love, my own:And sang to her the songI had sung all day long.
13I made another song,In likeness of my love:And sang it all day long,Around, beneath, above;I told my secret out,That none might be in doubt.I sang it to the sky,That veiled his face to hearHow far her azure eyeOutdoes his splendid sphere;But at her eyelids’ nameHis white clouds fled for shame.I told it to the trees,And to the flowers confest,And said not one of theseIs like my lily drest;Nor spathe nor petal daredVie with her body bared.I shouted to the sea,That set his waves a-prance;Her floating hair is free,Free are her feet to dance;And for thy wrath, I swearHer frown is more to fear.And as in happy moodI walked and sang alone,At eve beside the woodI met my love, my own:And sang to her the songI had sung all day long.
I made another song,In likeness of my love:And sang it all day long,Around, beneath, above;I told my secret out,That none might be in doubt.I sang it to the sky,That veiled his face to hearHow far her azure eyeOutdoes his splendid sphere;But at her eyelids’ nameHis white clouds fled for shame.I told it to the trees,And to the flowers confest,And said not one of theseIs like my lily drest;Nor spathe nor petal daredVie with her body bared.I shouted to the sea,That set his waves a-prance;Her floating hair is free,Free are her feet to dance;And for thy wrath, I swearHer frown is more to fear.And as in happy moodI walked and sang alone,At eve beside the woodI met my love, my own:And sang to her the songI had sung all day long.
I made another song,In likeness of my love:And sang it all day long,Around, beneath, above;I told my secret out,That none might be in doubt.I sang it to the sky,That veiled his face to hearHow far her azure eyeOutdoes his splendid sphere;But at her eyelids’ nameHis white clouds fled for shame.I told it to the trees,And to the flowers confest,And said not one of theseIs like my lily drest;Nor spathe nor petal daredVie with her body bared.I shouted to the sea,That set his waves a-prance;Her floating hair is free,Free are her feet to dance;And for thy wrath, I swearHer frown is more to fear.And as in happy moodI walked and sang alone,At eve beside the woodI met my love, my own:And sang to her the songI had sung all day long.
I made another song,In likeness of my love:And sang it all day long,Around, beneath, above;I told my secret out,That none might be in doubt.
I made another song,
In likeness of my love:
And sang it all day long,
Around, beneath, above;
I told my secret out,
That none might be in doubt.
I sang it to the sky,That veiled his face to hearHow far her azure eyeOutdoes his splendid sphere;But at her eyelids’ nameHis white clouds fled for shame.
I sang it to the sky,
That veiled his face to hear
How far her azure eye
Outdoes his splendid sphere;
But at her eyelids’ name
His white clouds fled for shame.
I told it to the trees,And to the flowers confest,And said not one of theseIs like my lily drest;Nor spathe nor petal daredVie with her body bared.
I told it to the trees,
And to the flowers confest,
And said not one of these
Is like my lily drest;
Nor spathe nor petal dared
Vie with her body bared.
I shouted to the sea,That set his waves a-prance;Her floating hair is free,Free are her feet to dance;And for thy wrath, I swearHer frown is more to fear.
I shouted to the sea,
That set his waves a-prance;
Her floating hair is free,
Free are her feet to dance;
And for thy wrath, I swear
Her frown is more to fear.
And as in happy moodI walked and sang alone,At eve beside the woodI met my love, my own:And sang to her the songI had sung all day long.
And as in happy mood
I walked and sang alone,
At eve beside the wood
I met my love, my own:
And sang to her the song
I had sung all day long.