Poems (Chitwood)/Watching by the Lattice
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WATCHING BY THE LATTICE.
Watching by the lattice,
Purely, clearly bright
Is the young moon, smiling
On the brow of night;
Dimmer, softer, fainter,
Falls the vesper light.
Purely, clearly bright
Is the young moon, smiling
On the brow of night;
Dimmer, softer, fainter,
Falls the vesper light.
Watching by the lattice
Sat a maiden fair,
Smiles were on her cherry lips,
Roses in her hair,
And her heart kept vigil,
Full of sunshine there.
Sat a maiden fair,
Smiles were on her cherry lips,
Roses in her hair,
And her heart kept vigil,
Full of sunshine there.
Watching by the lattice:
Now her azure eye
Looketh toward the wicket gate,
Where the shadows lie,
And she whispers softly,
"He'll come by-and-by."
Now her azure eye
Looketh toward the wicket gate,
Where the shadows lie,
And she whispers softly,
"He'll come by-and-by."
Watching by the lattice:
Night hath lost her crown,
For behind the smoky hills
Has the moon gone down,
And the silvery shadows
Fade to somber brown.
Night hath lost her crown,
For behind the smoky hills
Has the moon gone down,
And the silvery shadows
Fade to somber brown.
Watching by the lattice:
Ah, 'tis all in vain!
Smiles have faded from her cheek,
Hope has changed to pain;
Through the little wicket gate
He ne'er came again.
Ah, 'tis all in vain!
Smiles have faded from her cheek,
Hope has changed to pain;
Through the little wicket gate
He ne'er came again.