Page:Hemans in Blackwood's Edinburgh Magazine 32 1832.pdf/5



away! the sunny hours Woo thee far to founts and bowers! O'er the very waters now, In their play, Flowers are shedding beauty's glow— Come away! Where the lily's tender gleam Quivers on the glancing stream— Come away!

All the air is fill'd with sound, Soft, and sultry, and profound; Murmurs through the shadowy grass Lightly stray; Faint winds whisper as they pass— Come away! Where the bee’s deep music swells From the trembling fox-glove bells— Come away!

In the skies the sapphire blue Now hath won its richest hue; In the woods the breath of song Night and day. Floats with leafy scent along— Come away! Where the boughs with dewy gloom Darken each thick bed of bloom— Come away!

In the deep heart of the rose Now the crimson love-hue glows; Now the glow-worm’s lamp by night Sheds a ray, Dreamy, starry, queenly bright— Come away! Where the fairy cup-moss lies, With the wild-wood strawberries, Come away!

Now each tree by summer crown'd, Sheds its own rich twilight round, Glancing there from sun to shade, Bright wings play; There the deer its couch hath made— Come away! Where the smooth leaves of the lime Glisten in their honey-time— Come away—away!