I know I’ll never be dear to you
I know I’ll never be dear to you
to please you I can’t aspire,
for you and I are like day’s bright hue
and like night’s great darkness entire.
As night’s sole yearning is from afar
in search of daytime to wander,
my thoughts and longings, where’er you are,
will follow you and grow stronger.
And could I but gather from deep sea bed
pink coral sprays in profusion,
I’d trade them all for your lips so red
that caused me such grief and confusion.
And though I picked flowers of every size,
a myriad flowers most sightly,
from north to south I would find no eyes
whose clearness stood out so brightly.
May guardian angels watch over you,
and heav’n to bless you conspire,
for you and I are like day’s bright hue
and like night’s great darkness entire.
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