Spring had left a mellow yellow flower
In my grassy garden, over there:
With open eyes I did see
The great bright star is not yet awake,
Still a heavenly light has lit up the sleeping earth.
A brisk wind ruffles the fresh spring leafage in mirth,
And the dawn chorus proclaims the daybreak.
Till throbs my brittle heart
Will I love you, for I, faint I, am fastened to your pure love;
No cause is too fatal to keep our souls apart
And will love you untill I hear His call from above.
I was glad—
Pleasant night offered me an opportunity
To explore the flamboyant city:
Thickly the night is dark
And the breeze is slow;
My little puppy started to bark
And the fire-flies to glow.