15 Her song the lintwhite swelleth, The clear-voiced mavis dwelleth, The callow throstle lispeth, The slumbrous wave outwelleth, The babbling runnel crispeth, 20 The hollow grot replieth Where Claribel low-lieth. LILIAN. 1. AIRY, fairy Lilian, Flitting, fairy Lilian, When I ask her if she love me, Laughing all she can ; She'll not tell me if she love me, Cruel little Lilian. 5 2. When my passion seeks Smiling, never speaks: So innocent-arch, so cunning-simple, 9 Glancing with black-beaded eyes, 15 Till the lightning laughters dimple 20 25 30 3. Prythee weep, May Lilian! 4. Praying all I can, If prayers will not hush thee, Airy Lilian, Like a rose-leaf I will crush thee, Fairy Lilian. |