LOVE’S DISGUISES.

 

LOVE IN SPRING.

GOOD to be loved and to love for a little, and then Well to forget, be forgotten, ere loving grow life! Dear, you have loved me, but was I the man among men? Sweet, I have loved you, but scarcely as mistress or wife.

Message of Spring in the hearts of a man and a maid, Hearts on a holiday: ho! let us love: it is Spring. Joy in the birds of the air, in the buds of the glade, Joy in our hearts in the joy of the hours on the wing.

Well, but to-morrow? To-morrow, good-bye: it is over. Scarcely with tears shall we part, with a smile who had met. Tears? What is this? But I thought we were playing at lover. Play-time is past. I am going. And you love me yet!

 

GIPSY LOVE.

THE gipsy tents are on the down, The gipsy girls are here; And it’s O to be off and away from the town With a gipsy for my dear!

We’d make our bed in the bracken With the lark for a chambermaid; The lark would sing us awake in the mornings Singing above our head.

We’d drink the sunlight all day long With never a house to bind us; And we’d only flout in a merry song The world we left behind us.

We would be free as birds are free The livelong day, the livelong day; And we would lie in the sunny bracken With none to say us nay.

The gipsy tents are on the down, The gipsy girls are here; And it’s O to be off and away from the town With a gipsy for my dear!

 

IN KENSINGTON GARDENS.

UNDER the almond tree, Room for my love and me! Over our heads the April blossom; April-hearted are we.

Under the pink and white, Love in her eyes alight; Love and the Spring and Kensington Gardens: Hey for the heart’s delight!

 

REWARDS.

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