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No. 17 - Song - Marie - "The Wind of Love."
| Marie: | Like a shallop in an eddy, Like a leaf the breezes whirl, Is the shaken heart unsteady Of a girl, of a girl. For her lover may deceive her, Take her up and let her fall. Sport a while with her and leave her After all, after all! Ah! Love, can you be true When you whisper and woo, Like the breezes, Woo till the rose to the wind must enclose Giving all that he pleases! Sweet vows you repeat, You should bear me away and above Or could toss me to earth As a mock to the mirth of the wind of love. |
| Shall I still believe my lover Cling to him nor let him go Caring not if I discover Bliss or woe, bliss or woe? Shall I dare to call him hither, Take the rapture of an hour Though my joy may fall and wither Like a flower, like a flower? Ah! Love, if I could dare, Then the day might be fair And the morrow Borne on the flight of desire and delight, Far above any sorrow. Why may not I fly To the gold of the sunlight above? Be the end what it may I have soared for a day on the wind of love. |
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Page modified 14 October 2016