Poem: Endymion (For Music)

The apple trees are hung with gold,

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上海龙凤shlf最新地址The sheep lie bleating in the fold,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The wild goat runs across the wold,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址But yesterday his love he told,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址I know he will come back to me.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址O rising moon!  O Lady moon!

Be you my lover's sentinel,

You cannot choose but know him well,

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You cannot choose but know my love,

For he a shepherd's crook doth bear,

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The turtle now has ceased to call

Upon her crimson-footed groom,

The grey wolf prowls about the stall,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The lily's singing seneschal

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Sleeps in the lily-bell, and all

The violet hills are lost in gloom.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址O risen moon!  O holy moon!

Stand on the top of Helice,

And if my own true love you see,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Ah! if you see the purple shoon,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The hazel crook, the lad's brown hair,

The goat-skin wrapped about his arm,

Tell him that I am waiting where

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The rushlight glimmers in the Farm.

上海龙凤shlf最新地址The falling dew is cold and chill,

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上海龙凤shlf最新地址The little fauns have left the hill,

Even the tired daffodil

Has closed its gilded doors, and still

上海龙凤shlf最新地址My lover comes not back to me.

False moon!  False moon!  O waning moon!

Where is my own true lover gone,

Where are the lips vermilion,

The shepherd's crook, the purple shoon?

Why spread that silver pavilion,

Why wear that veil of drifting mist?

Ah! thou hast young Endymion,

上海龙凤shlf最新地址Thou hast the lips that should be kissed!