Dawning love

L. Lehmann

A ray from out the ruby,

It sparkles and is fled,

A jet of fiery purple!

And lo! the grape is sped.

But through the dusky lashes,

That fringe your orbs divine,

The dawning love-light flashes,

And thrills this heart of mine.

Since first you looked upon me

And looked my heart away,

My thoughts have never rested

For longing, night and day.

As homing swallows flutter

O'er woodland, lake and lea,

They soar and fly for ever

To thee, alone to thee.

And though the mountains were golden,

And though the rivers ran wine,

I'd pass them all by, my beloved,

I'd pass them to make thee mine!