Leave-me-nots
Leave me not yet
Leave me not yet - thro' rosy skies from far,
But now the song-birds to their nests return ;
The quivering image of the first pale star
On the dim lake scarce yet begins to burn :
Leave me not yet !
Not yet ! - oh hark ! low tones from hidden streams,
Piercing the shivery leaves, ev'n now arise ;
Their voices mingle not with day light-dreams,
They are of vesper's hymns and harmonies :
Leave me not yet !
My thoughts are like those gentle sounds, dear love !
By day shut up in their own still recess,
They wait for dews on earth, for stars above,
Then to breathe ofct their soul of tenderness :
Leave me not yet !
-Felicia Hemans
Leave me not, I need you.
Leave me not yet - thro' rosy skies from far,
But now the song-birds to their nests return ;
The quivering image of the first pale star
On the dim lake scarce yet begins to burn :
Leave me not yet !
Not yet ! - oh hark ! low tones from hidden streams,
Piercing the shivery leaves, ev'n now arise ;
Their voices mingle not with day light-dreams,
They are of vesper's hymns and harmonies :
Leave me not yet !
My thoughts are like those gentle sounds, dear love !
By day shut up in their own still recess,
They wait for dews on earth, for stars above,
Then to breathe ofct their soul of tenderness :
Leave me not yet !
-Felicia Hemans
Leave me not, I need you.