BEDOUIN SONG
by: Bayard Taylor (1825-1878)
- ROM the Desert I come to thee
- On a stallion shod with fire;
- And the winds are left behind
- In the speed of my desire.
- Under thy window I stand,
- And the midnight hears my cry:
- I love thee, I love but thee,
- With a love that shall not die
- Till the sun grows cold,
- And the stars are old,
- And the leaves of the Judgment Book Unfold!
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- Look from thy window and see
- My passion and my pain;
- I lie on the sands below,
- And I faint in thy disdain.
- Let the night-winds touch thy brow
- With the heat of my burning sigh,
- And melt thee to hear the vow
- Of a love that shall not die
- Till the sun grows cold,
- And the stars are old,
- And the leaves of the Judgment Book Unfold!
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- My steps are nightly driven,
- By the fever in my breast,
- To hear from thy lattice breathed
- The word that shall give me rest.
- Open the door of thy heart,
- And open thy chamber door,
- And my kisses shall teach thy lips
- The love that shall fade no more
- Till the sun grows cold,
- And the stars are old,
- And the leaves of the Judgment Book Unfold!
"Bedouin Song" is reprinted
from The Little Book of American Poets: 1787-1900. Ed.
Jessie B. Rittenhouse. Cambridge: Riverside Press, 1915. |
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