BRONZE
MY BOY
I hear you singing happily,
My boy of tarnished mien,
Lifting your limpid, trustful gaze
In innocence serene,
My boy of tarnished mien,
Lifting your limpid, trustful gaze
In innocence serene,
A thousand javelins of pain
Assault my heaving breast
When I behold the storm of years
That beat without your nest.
Assault my heaving breast
When I behold the storm of years
That beat without your nest.
O sing, my lark, your matin song
Of joyous rhapsody,
Distil the sweetness of the hours
In gladsome ecstasy.
Of joyous rhapsody,
Distil the sweetness of the hours
In gladsome ecstasy.
For time awaits your buoyant flight
Across the bar of years,
Sing, sing your song, my bonny lark,
Before it melts in tears!
Across the bar of years,
Sing, sing your song, my bonny lark,
Before it melts in tears!
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