DLTK's Poems
Three Songs
Sing me, thou Singer, a song of gold!
Said a careworn man to me:
So I sang of the golden summer days,
And the sad, sweet autumn's yellow haze,
Till his heart grew soft,
and his mellowed gaze
Was a kindly sight to see.
Sing me, dear Singer, a song of love!
A fair girl
asked of me:
Then I sang of a love that clasps the Race,
Gives
all, asks naught --- till her kindled face
Was radiant with the
starry grace
Of blessed Charity.
Sing me, O Singer, a song of life!
Cried an eager youth to me:
And I sang of the life without alloy,
Beyond our years, till the heart of the boy
Caught the golden
beauty, and love, and joy
Of the great Eternity.
