Beloved

Michael (Dewar) Head

Nothing but sweet music wakes

my Beloved, My Beloved,

sleeping by the blue lakes,

My own Beloved!

Song of lark and song of thrush,

My Beloved! My Beloved!

Sing in morning's rosy blush,

My own Beloved!

When you eyes dawn blue and clear,

my Beloved! My Beloved!

You will find me waiting here,

My own Beloved!