Come Comet or Dove

歌詞

The heat had set in as the summer began I had just ceased to sing winter's sore tune And rested my arm on the forgotten farmer Of all that I can call my fortune Fall broke the beak of the small bird that beat In his breast and out through his heels And I heartsunk to think of it's stammering wing Beneath heavy and relentless wheels! I pulled up in the evening while he was still sleeping Out jumped I and ran 'cross his floor And there he lay white and a guardian darling Caught up in slumber and I caught at his door "He blushes therefore he is guilty," cried I, "Of some private reverie grand!" So I took him And shook him and made to unhook him By squeezing and slapping his hand The slow work of a blank book hung where we met And he slept in the depths of his bed And I, oh, kissed the sweat from his head Right or wrong, to him alone I come to be fed. I said, "Come back to me love, come comet or dove, To my garden, come bladed or bled!"