 What it is, to admire and to love, And to leave her we love and admire. Ah lead forth my flock in the morn, And the damps of each ev'ning repel ; Alas ! I am faint and forlorn : — I have bade my dear Phyllis farewel.  The Scots Magazine - Seite 2601764Vollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | American Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals - 1899 - 340 Seiten
...glance that undid my repose. Now I know what it is to have strove With the torture of doubt and desire, What it is to admire and to love, And to leave her we love and admire. I prized every hour that went by, Beyond all that pleased me before, And now they are gone and I sigh,... | |
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