THE LADY MAUD.
I sit in the cloud and the darkness
Where I lost you, peerless one;
Your bright face shines upon fairer lands,
Like the dawning of the sun,
And what to you is the rustic youth,
You sometimes smiled upon.
Where I lost you, peerless one;
Your bright face shines upon fairer lands,
Like the dawning of the sun,
And what to you is the rustic youth,
You sometimes smiled upon.
You have roamed through mighty cities,
By the Orient's gleaming sea,
Down the glittering streets of Venice,
And soft-skied Araby;
Life to you has been an anthem,
But a solemn dirge to me.
By the Orient's gleaming sea,
Down the glittering streets of Venice,
And soft-skied Araby;
Life to you has been an anthem,
But a solemn dirge to me.
For everywhere, by Rome's bright hills,
Or by the silvery Rhine,
You win all hearts to you, where'er
Your glancing tresses shine;
Bat, darling, the love of the many,
Is not a love like mine.
Or by the silvery Rhine,
You win all hearts to you, where'er
Your glancing tresses shine;
Bat, darling, the love of the many,
Is not a love like mine.
Last night I heard your voice in my dreams,
I woke with a joyous thrill
I woke with a joyous thrill
