HILAIRE BELLOC
Song
INVITING THE INFLUENCE OF A YOUNG LADY UPON THE OPENING YEAR
YOU wear the morning like your dress And are with mastery crown'd; When as you walk your loveliness Goes shining all around Upon your secret, smiling way Such new contents were found, The Dancing Loves made holiday On that delightful ground. Then summon April forth, and send Commandment through the flowers; About our woods your grace extend, A queen of careless hours. For O' not Veia veiPd in rain, Nor Dian's sacred Ring, With all her ro^al nymphs in train Could so lead on the Spring.
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��925 The Night
TOST Holy Night, that still dost keep The keys of all the doors of sleep, To me when my tired eyelids close Give thou repose.
And let the far lament of them That chaunt the dead day's requiem Make in my ears, who wakeful he, Soft lullaby.
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