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Song Of Love

 ("S'il est un charmant gazon.") 
 
 {XXII, Feb. 18, 1834.} 


 If there be a velvet sward 
 By dewdrops pearly drest, 
 Where through all seasons fairies guard 
 Flowers by bees carest, 
 Where one may gather, day and night, 
 Roses, honeysuckle, lily white, 
 I fain would make of it a site 
 For thy foot to rest. 
 
 If there be a loving heart 
 Where Honor rules the breast, 
 Loyal and true in every part, 
 That changes ne'er molest, 
 Eager to run its noble race, 
 Intent to do some work of grace, 
 I fain would make of it a place 
 For thy brow to rest. 
 
 And if there be of love a dream 
 Rose-scented as the west, 
 Which shows, each time it comes, a gleam,— 
 A something sweet and blest,— 
 A dream of which heaven is the pole, 
 A dream that mingles soul and soul, 
 I fain of it would make the goal 
 Where thy mind should rest. 
 
 TORU DUTT. 


 










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