These shades were made for Love alone, -
Here only smiles and kisses sweet
Shall play around his flow'ry throne,
And doves shall sentinel the seat.
Come, Delia! 'tis a genial day;
It bids us to his bow'r repair: -
"But what will little Cupid say?" -
"Say! sweet? - why, give a welcome there."
There not a tell-tale beam shall peep
Upon thy beauty's rich display, -
There not a breeze shall dare to sweep
The leaves, to whisper what we say.
A Song.
John Carr (sir)
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Poem topics: alone, beauty, play, whisper, display, Valentine's Day, love, I love you, sweet, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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