To Thee, My Darling

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To Thee, My Darling

The heliotrope’s fragrant breath⁠—

The subtle sweet of jasmine on the evening air⁠—

The flowery mead, all radiant

With sympathetic pleasure

From the glowing kiss with which

The God of Day salutes its lovely face⁠—

The whispering, snowy surf, wherewith

Old Ocean in his kindliest mood

Murmurs soft secrets to the willing sands⁠—

The mingled joy and anguish thrilling us

In the weird plaints of Schubert⁠—

Great Rossini’s heaven-born strains⁠—

All graceful, lovely things,

Lifting my soul to beatific state⁠—

Mnemosyne with flowery fetters

Binds to thee, my darling.