To Bessie
Be the blue skies thy fitting garniture,
And the green woods be organs to thine ear,
And all that is most sweet and fine and pure
Attend upon thee while thou dwellest here;
The stars upon thee shine their bright rays, clear
As are the fancies of thy generous brain,
All things be gentle to thee, and no fear
Clothed in a darkened guise, in thy sweet heart appear!
And the green woods be organs to thine ear,
And all that is most sweet and fine and pure
Attend upon thee while thou dwellest here;
The stars upon thee shine their bright rays, clear
As are the fancies of thy generous brain,
All things be gentle to thee, and no fear
Clothed in a darkened guise, in thy sweet heart appear!
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