How Darest Thou Wait
Liquid as lies the wave the hilltop lies,
The rocks are mobile as the breeze that strays
Past them to twirl the dust on summer ways;
The stars, they have the flight of butterflies,
The sun is as the ember in the grate:
Once more I cry, Love me! How darest thou wait?
The rocks are mobile as the breeze that strays
Past them to twirl the dust on summer ways;
The stars, they have the flight of butterflies,
The sun is as the ember in the grate:
Once more I cry, Love me! How darest thou wait?
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