THE KISS REFUSED.
I would kiss you, lover true!But I fear the moon may spy;Little bright stars watch us too.Little star might fall from skyTo the blue sea, telling all!To the oars the sea will tell,Oars, in turn, tell Fisher Eno—Him whom Mary loveth well—And, when Mary knows a thing,All the neighbourhood will know,How by moonlight, in the garden,Where the fragrant flowers grow,I caressed, and fondly kissed thee,While the silver apple-treeShed its blooms on you and me!
I would kiss you, lover true!But I fear the moon may spy;Little bright stars watch us too.Little star might fall from skyTo the blue sea, telling all!To the oars the sea will tell,Oars, in turn, tell Fisher Eno—Him whom Mary loveth well—And, when Mary knows a thing,All the neighbourhood will know,How by moonlight, in the garden,Where the fragrant flowers grow,I caressed, and fondly kissed thee,While the silver apple-treeShed its blooms on you and me!
I would kiss you, lover true!But I fear the moon may spy;Little bright stars watch us too.Little star might fall from skyTo the blue sea, telling all!To the oars the sea will tell,Oars, in turn, tell Fisher Eno—Him whom Mary loveth well—And, when Mary knows a thing,All the neighbourhood will know,How by moonlight, in the garden,Where the fragrant flowers grow,I caressed, and fondly kissed thee,While the silver apple-treeShed its blooms on you and me!
I would kiss you, lover true!
But I fear the moon may spy;
Little bright stars watch us too.
Little star might fall from sky
To the blue sea, telling all!
To the oars the sea will tell,
Oars, in turn, tell Fisher Eno—
Him whom Mary loveth well—
And, when Mary knows a thing,
All the neighbourhood will know,
How by moonlight, in the garden,
Where the fragrant flowers grow,
I caressed, and fondly kissed thee,
While the silver apple-tree
Shed its blooms on you and me!