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Ballads and Lyrics of Socialism 1883-1908 . Nesbit, E. (Edith), 1858–1924.
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The Soul to the Ideal

  • I WILL not hear thy music sweet!
  • If I should listen, then I know
  • I should no more know friend from foe,
  • But follow thy capricious feet—
  • Thy sings, than mine so much more fleet—
  • I will not go!
  • I will not go away! Away
  • From reeds and pool why should I go
  • To where sun burns, and hot winds blow?
  • Here sleeps cool twilight all the day;
  • Do I not love thy tune? No, no!
  • I will not say!
  • I will not say I love thy tune;
  • I do not know if so it be;
  • It surely is enough for me
  • To know I love cool rest at noon,
  • Spread thy bright wings—ah, go—go soon!
  • I will not see!
  • I will not see thy gleaming wings,
  • I will not hear thy music clear.
  • It is not love I feel, but fear;
  • I love the song the marsh‐frog sings,
  • But thine, which after‐sorrow brings,
  • I will not hear!