Classic Poem

Oh meet me love when the dew-drop sleeps,
In the balmy breast of the opening rose;
While dawn her sacred vigil keeps,
O'er the scented cell of its soft repose,
Oh meet me love!

Oh meet me love when the sinking sun
Has coloured the pale lily's bosom red, —
When streams as golden liquid run,
And the skylark in its nest is hid,
Oh meet me love!

Oh meet me love when the lady-moon,
Conducts her family o'er the sky, —
When the downy clouds float light aboon,
And the zephyrs pass as a lover's sigh,
Oh meet me love!