What will you send her,
What will you tell her,
That shall unbend her,
That shall compel her?
Love, that shall fold her
So naught can sever;
Truth, that shall hold her
Ever and ever.
What will you do then
So she 'll ne' er grieve you?
Knowing you true then
Never will leave you?
I 'll lay before here,
There in her bower,
Aye to adore her,
My heart like a flower.
Lute Song
Madison Julius Cawein
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Poem topics: I love you, flower, heart, never, truth, true, hold, adore, love, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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