Together

Oh, maiden fair, the world grows old,

Oh, maiden fair, the winds blow cold,

Oh, maid, give me your hands to hold,

            Let’s never mind the weather.

The tree-boughs may be gaunt and bare,

But warmth is in your red-gold hair,

And in your eyes—there’s mischief there!

            Let’s live and laugh together!

Let’s live and laugh together, maid,

And walk life’s ways all unafraid;

Through cold the wind by wood and glade,

            No wintry circumstances

Can bring a chill betwixt us two;

Love makes all skies seem fair and blue,

And blossoms nod begemmed with dew

            Beneath love’s necromancies!

Oh, maid, the snow drifts high, you wis;

Oh, maid, I hear the north wind hiss;

Oh, maid, give me your lips to kiss!

            Let’s brighten up the weather

With love! The leaves that gust and throng

Shall be wee birds on wings of song;

In rhythm life shall glide along

            While we twain love together.

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