"If, maiden, thou wouldst wend with me, To leave both tower and town, Thou first must guess what life lead we 15 Then to the greenwood shalt thou speed, I'd rather rove with Edmund there, "I read you by your bugle-horn, I read you for a ranger sworn 20 25 His sword in battle keen" 30 For Jock of Hazeldean. His blast is heard at merry morn, And mine at dead of night.' 35 Yet sung she: "Brignall banks are fair, I would I were with Edmund there, "With burnished brand and musketoon So gallantly you come, I read you for a bold dragoon Know ye the land of the cedar and vine, 5 GEORGE GORDON, LORD BYRON Where the flowers ever blossom, the beams (1788-1824) WHEN WE TWO PARTED When we two parted In silence and tears, Half broken-hearted To sever for years, 1 tanned. ever shine; Where the light wings of Zephyr, oppressed with perfume, Wax faint o'er the gardens of Gúl in her Where the tints of the earth, and the hues Like the leaves of the forest when Sumof the sky, In color though varied, in beauty may vie, And the purple of ocean is deepest in dye; Where the virgins are soft as the roses they twine, And all, save the spirit of man, is divine? 15 'Tis the clime of the East; 'tis the land of the Sun mer is green, 5 That host with their banners at sunset were seen: Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown, That host on the morrow lay withered and strown. Can he smile on such deeds as his children For the Angel of Death spread his wings. have done? on the blast, |