The wild duck fly over
From river to river
And so the young lover
Goes roving for ever.
They fly together,
He walks alone:
No maiden can tether
Him with her moan.
At the bursting of blossom
On her breast his head;
He has left her bosom
Ere the apples are red.
Across the valley,
Singing he goes.
In highway and alley
He seeks a new rose.
Tell me, O maidens,
You who all day
In lyrical cadence
Dance and play,
Why do you proffer
Your sweets to one,
Who takes all you offer
And leaves you to moan?
An Old Song
Edward Shanks
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Poem topics: alone, dance, red, rose, together, head, wild, young, play, offer, valley, Valentine's Day, river, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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