dedalus Posted June 23, 2015 Share Posted June 23, 2015 Now have I come to sing my song, to lift my voice and sing for you, in the dark hour, at a quiet place; for now is a time of stillness, when peace fills slowly the fitful heart and falls with a hush on the fretful brain. Lie without fear in this sweet-smelling grass and open your ear to my song. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dcmarti1 Posted June 24, 2015 Share Posted June 24, 2015 Love the alliterative F. when peace fills slowly the fitful heart and falls with a hush on the fretful brain. Move over, Andrew Marvell. There's a non-rhyming sheriff in town. :) Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Benjamin Posted June 25, 2015 Share Posted June 25, 2015 Gentle, soothing and universal: Bearing in mind your location, there's a certain oriental subtlety about it. Much enjoyed. BTW. L3 "our" or "hour" ? Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dedalus Posted June 25, 2015 Author Share Posted June 25, 2015 Oops! "Hour" it is. Many thanks. Quote Drown your sorrows in drink, by all means, but the real sorrows can swim Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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