A Seville L ove-Song.
JIT THB AUTHOR OF " THE DANUBK BIVBR." Look down from your window, dearest ; The mists of night are fled, Venna, of stara the clearest, Barns just above your head. I am not at your sweet eyes' level, Nor above, where the jasmines blow Round the golden "towers of Saville — I am here, at your feet, below 1 Send me a flower, dearest, A word from that common speech, To all mankind the clearest, Which peasant, like king may reach. I am here, as it were, in December, And you are in May, up above — Oh, send me a bud to remember The spring's first promise_of love ! — Hamilton Aide
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Waikato Times, Volume XXIII, Issue 1887, 9 August 1884, Page 2 (Supplement)
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112A Seville Love-Song. Waikato Times, Volume XXIII, Issue 1887, 9 August 1884, Page 2 (Supplement)
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