I hid my love when young till I Couldn`t bear the buzzing of a fly; I hid my love to my despite Till I could not bear to look at light: I dare not gaze upon her face But left her memory in each place; Where`er I saw a wild flower lie I kissed and bade my love good-bye. I met her in the greenest dells, Where dewdrops pearl the wood bluebells; The lost breeze kissed her bright blue eye, The bee kissed and went singing by, A sunbeam found a passage there, A gold chain round her neck so fair; As secret as the wild bee`s song She lay there all the summer long. I hid my love in field and town Till e`en the breeze would knock me down; The bees seemed singing ballads o`er, The fly`s bass turned a lion`s roar; And even silence found a tongue, To haunt me all the summer long; The riddle nature could not prove Was nothing else but secret love.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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