Nordwall Besley
anabr****@sexua*****
2010年 3月 22日 (月) 14:50:52 JST
Nd free; The treasure of my fold, Seem'd but to live for me. Alas! those hours that bless, Not long would time allow, My joys, my happiness, Are changed to sorrow now! "She loved my pipe to hear, And midst the flock would pause, And with a smile, so dear, Would give me soft applause: And with her music sweet My notes she would repeat. "How many jealous swains Would look, and sigh, and long: Not one a word could gain, She only heard my song; But now that lamb has stray'd I see her form no more; My ev'ry hope betray'd, My fate let all deplore! My sleep, my rest, is gone, And I am all undone!" * * * * * DESPOURRINS. * * * * * "Moun Diue! quine souffrance-- M'as tu causat!" * * * * * "Of what contentment Those eyes bereft me-- And ah! how coldly Thou since hast left me: Yet didst thou whisper Thy heart was mine,-- Oh! they were traitors Those eyes of thine! For 'tis thy pleasure That I repine. "Alas! how often I sigh'd in vain, And loved so dearly To purchase pain: And all my guerdon To be betray'd, And only absence My safety made, To muse on fondness So ill repaid. "But let me warn thee While time is yet, Thy heart may soften And learn regret: Should others teach thee New thoughts to prove, And all thy coldness Be quell'd by love, Thou mayst glean sorrow For future years,-- Beware--false maiden! Beware of tears!" DESPOURRINS. "Per acere castagnere." BENEATH a chesnut shade A shepherd, drown'd in tears, By her he loved betray'd, Thus sung his grief and fears: "Why dost thou smile," he said, "As all my woes increase? When will my truth be paid, And all thy coldness cease?" The fair one listen'd not,-- And feign'd she had not seen; But sought a distant spot, The furze and heath between, But, as she proudly went, Thorns, in her path that lay, Her little feet have rent, And stopp'd her on her way. She paused, in sudden pain, Her pride aside she laid, And, in soft tone, was fain To ask her lover's aid; She bade, in piteous mood, He would the thorns remove, And take from gratitude The kiss denied to love. That grateful kiss she must Bestow--tho' she deplore it; And he had been unjust Not--doubly--to restore it. DESPOURRINS. "Roussignoulet qu -------------- next part -------------- $B%F%-%9%H7A<00J30$NE:IU%U%!%$%k$rJ]4I$7$^$7$?(B... $B%U%!%$%kL>(B: $BL5$7(B $B7?(B: image/bmp $B%5%$%:(B: 10016 $B%P%$%H(B $B ＠ bL@(B: $BL5$7(BDownload
