Richard Forest's Midsummer Night.
21
Not thus would I arrange:
May I propose a change
In seasons, day and night?
May I propose a change
In seasons, day and night?
Cold days, warm nights, be long,
Cold nights, warm days, be brief:
Warm nights of scent and song,
Nights long as love is strong,—
Oh, Love should have relief!
Cold nights, warm days, be brief:
Warm nights of scent and song,
Nights long as love is strong,—
Oh, Love should have relief!
Yet some days we would spare,
Long days of love and rest,
So long, so rich, so rare,
When but to breathe the air
Is to be fully blest.
Long days of love and rest,
So long, so rich, so rare,
When but to breathe the air
Is to be fully blest.
When deep in fern we lie
With golden gorse above;
Deep sapphire sea and sky,
Ringing of larks on high,
Our whole world breathing love.
With golden gorse above;
Deep sapphire sea and sky,
Ringing of larks on high,
Our whole world breathing love.
Long days of perfect rest!
Long days of infinite bliss!
Your head upon my breast;
Possessing and possessed,
Dissolving in a kiss.
Long days of infinite bliss!
Your head upon my breast;
Possessing and possessed,
Dissolving in a kiss.
