Poems (Chilton, 1885)/Heart's-Ease
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HEART'S EASE.
I went to gather heart's-ease,
As the day-god sank to rest,—
Drawing all the sheaves of sunlight
To his garner in the west:
When the blossoms and the leaves,
Losing all their golden glow,
In the slowly-gathering twilight,
Faintly fluttered to and fro.
As the day-god sank to rest,—
Drawing all the sheaves of sunlight
To his garner in the west:
When the blossoms and the leaves,
Losing all their golden glow,
In the slowly-gathering twilight,
Faintly fluttered to and fro.
All the ground was starred with May-blooms,—
Everywhere they met my eye;
But I went to gather heart's-ease,
So I passed all others by.—
O, my soul was ne'er so joyous
As it was in those glad hours,
When I wandered, light and careless,
Near the woodside, plucking flowers.
Everywhere they met my eye;
But I went to gather heart's-ease,
So I passed all others by.—
O, my soul was ne'er so joyous
As it was in those glad hours,
When I wandered, light and careless,
Near the woodside, plucking flowers.
And I gave them all to you, dear;
Then I looked upon your face,
And I wondered I could think
That the flowers had any grace:
Then it was I gathered heart's-ease;
Then it was, dear heart, I found
That the glory of the May-blooms
Did not lie ,upon the ground!
Then I looked upon your face,
And I wondered I could think
That the flowers had any grace:
Then it was I gathered heart's-ease;
Then it was, dear heart, I found
That the glory of the May-blooms
Did not lie ,upon the ground!