Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese XXXIII lyrics
[Elizabeth Barrett Browning - Portuguese XXXIII lyrics]
Yes, call me by my pet name! let me hear
The name I used to run at, when a child
From innocent play, and leave
The cow-slips piled
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
With the look of it's eyes i miss the clear
Fond voices which, being drawn and reconciled
Into the music of Heaven's undefiled
Call me no longer silence on the bier
While I call God -call God! -So let thy mouth
Be heir to those who are now exanimate
Gather the north flowers to
Complete the south
And catch the early love up in the late
Yes, call me by that name, -and I, in truth
With the same heart, will answer and not wait
The name I used to run at, when a child
From innocent play, and leave
The cow-slips piled
To glance up in some face that proved me dear
With the look of it's eyes i miss the clear
Fond voices which, being drawn and reconciled
Into the music of Heaven's undefiled
Call me no longer silence on the bier
While I call God -call God! -So let thy mouth
Be heir to those who are now exanimate
Gather the north flowers to
Complete the south
And catch the early love up in the late
Yes, call me by that name, -and I, in truth
With the same heart, will answer and not wait