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CANZONET.
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To fish, the streams,—to flowers supply
Their dewdrops clear and fine,—
Give nectar to the gods on high;
My share be rosy wine!
To fish, the streams,—to flowers supply
Their dewdrops clear and fine,—
Give nectar to the gods on high;
My share be rosy wine!
vi.
Then quaff life's joys, while sparkling up,
They bid thee make them thine,—
And let thy red lip kiss the cup
To pledge thy love in wine.
Then quaff life's joys, while sparkling up,
They bid thee make them thine,—
And let thy red lip kiss the cup
To pledge thy love in wine.
Canzonet.
i.
Love dwells not in the sparkling blaze,
When noon rests on the stream;
His tender flowerets dare not raise
Their bosoms to the beam:
When gleams the moon through latticed bowers,
And stars are shining bright,
He communes with the shadowy hours,
And wooes the silent night.
Love dwells not in the sparkling blaze,
When noon rests on the stream;
His tender flowerets dare not raise
Their bosoms to the beam:
When gleams the moon through latticed bowers,
And stars are shining bright,
He communes with the shadowy hours,
And wooes the silent night.
ii.
The dreamy perfume of the rose,
The violet's deeper sigh,
The music of the rill, that flows
In liquid cadence by;
The sweet tones of some village chime
On sweeter echoes borne,—
These, these are joys of evening time,
Which scarcely wait the morn!
The dreamy perfume of the rose,
The violet's deeper sigh,
The music of the rill, that flows
In liquid cadence by;
The sweet tones of some village chime
On sweeter echoes borne,—
These, these are joys of evening time,
Which scarcely wait the morn!
iii.
Not in the rich and courtly hall
The heart's pure faith is given;
But where the greenwood shadows fall
Beneath a twilight heaven.
Not in the rich and courtly hall
The heart's pure faith is given;
But where the greenwood shadows fall
Beneath a twilight heaven.