Pure and True and Tender. Yes, we shall meet ; And therefore let our searching be the stronger ; Therefore I bear This winter-tide as bravely as I may, 'Tis the May light That crimsons all the quiet college gloom; Edwin Arnold. PURE AND TRUE AND TENDER. PURE and true and tender My love must be: Handsome, tall, and slender My love may be ; But if the first be his Who loveth me, My heart will rest in bliss And constancy. 13 With manly words and daring With polished tones and bearing But ever dear and sweet The words will be My lover's lips repeat H. A VOICE BY THE CEDAR TREE. A VOICE by the cedar tree, In the meadow under the Hall! Maud, with her exquisite face, And wild voice pealing up to the sunny sky, · And feet like sunny gems on an English green, At the Church Gate. 15 Maud, in the light of her youth and her grace, Singing of Death, and of Honor that cannot die, Till I well could weep for a time so sordid and mean, And myself so languid and base. Silence, beautiful voice! Be still, for you only trouble the mind Still! I will hear you no more, For your sweetness hardly leaves me a choice Alfred Tennyson. AT THE CHURCH GATE. ALTHOUGH I enter not, Yet round about the spot Oft-times I hover: And near the sacred gate, The Minster bell tolls out And noise and humming: She's coming, she's coming! My lady comes at last, Timid, and stepping fast, And hastening hither, With modest eyes downcast : Kneel undisturbed, fair saint! I will not enter there To sully your pure prayer But suffer me to pace Like outcast spirits who wait Angels within it. William Makepeace Thackeray. A Serenade. 17 A SERENADE. H! County Guy, the hour is nigh, The orange-flower perfumes the bower, The lark, his lay who trilled all day, Breeze, bird, and flower confess the hour, The village maid steals through the shade, Her shepherd's suit to hear; To Beauty shy, by lattice high, The star of Love, all stars above, Now reigns o'er earth and sky, And high and low the influence know Sir Walter Scott. |