Arthur Quiller-Couch, comp. The Oxford Book of Victorian Verse. 1922.
Songs from The Princess, VAlfred, Lord Tennyson (18091892)
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Nor waves the cypress in the palace walk;
Nor winks the gold fin in the porphyry font:
The firefly wakens: waken thou with me.
And like a ghost she glimmers on to me.
And all thy heart lies open unto me.
A shining furrow, as thy thoughts in me.
And slips into the bosom of the lake:
So fold thyself, my dearest, thou, and slip
Into my bosom and be lost in me.