Dear heart, a love so truly true
M. Carmichael
Dear heart, a love so truly true
Not Heaven itself opposes,
Blown softly like the morning dew
Among the blowing roses,--
From you to me, from me to you,
Like dew among the roses!
Ay, more, a love so free from stain
High Heaven alone discloses,--
Blown affluent as the morning rain
Among the blowing roses,--
From me to you, and back again,
Like rain among the roses!
Sweet heart, it seemeth to my view
The sweetest of all posies,--
From you to me, from me to you,
Like rain among the roses,--
Like dew and rain, like rain and dew
Among the blowing roses!