Chapter 13 memory, come here
memory here
sing your joyful song
and when your singing
drift away with the wind
I will meditate by the running water
couple sighing in dream
I will be in the mirror like water
fishing for ethereal dreams
I will drink clear water
Hear the song of the cardinal
i will lie down there
dreaming all day
When night comes I will go
place to be sad
Leaning along the dark valley
with silent melancholy
Memory, hither come,
And tune your merry notes;
And while upon the wind
Your music floats,
Ill pore upon the stream,
Where sighing lovers dream,
And fish for fancy as they pass
Within the water glass.
Ill drink of the clear stream,
And hear the linnets song;
And there Ill lie and dream
The day along;
And, when night comes, Ill go
To places fit for woe;
Walking along the darkend valley,
With silent Melancholy.