Classic Poem

It was a wild and lonely hill,
And in the long grass at my feet
You lay; the breeze was almost still,
Poising on airy wings and sweet
With clover breath of resting cows;
The light fell softly through the boughs:
That light was dear for dear Love's sake:
'T was there our hearts began to wake.

We watched the summer sun arise
Standing together on the lawn;
Then turned, and in each other's eyes
We gazed to watch another dawn:
We felt the radiance of the sun—
Our day of love was just begun,
That day was sweet for sweet Pain's sake:
'T was there our hearts began to ache.

They call the old wood Fairy-land:
I know we lovers loitered there;

'T was nightfall, we were hand in hand,
While distant thunder stirred the air.
Your trembling tones were low and deep:
We smiled, we laughed, lest we should weep:
Then parted for dear Honor's sake;
For Honor's sake; for Honor's sake.
That spot is dear for Honor's sake:
'T was there our hearts began to break.