Classic Poem

My songs are all for her
Whose love I fain would win:
Each to her heart, a wanderer,
Goes singing: Let me in!

Her eyes my beacons be,
Her lips my rosy guides,
And in her heart a melody
For every word abides.

Be brave, be brave, my song,
Nor falter in the quest:
Love in her heart has waited long
To greet the singing guest.

And be it yours to know
The latch lift on the door;
Once in her heart — Go, lyric, go!
Be hers for evermore!