A Raven Who Loved a Nightingale


I loved her like a raven who loves a nightingale
A love so bright and fierce and fast
That all else seemed to pale
But as she beheld my feathers dull
Her love grew to disdain
And not by my head, nor heart, nor love
Was my nightingale reclaimed

Though my heart shed tears of grief and embittered pain
A love lost was not a love blind
And no-where else a kinder man
My nightingale could find
So when the lines grow 'round your eyes
And your rosy cheeks gone pale
Then you shall be the raven
And I the nightingale

For my head is ever working
And still my kind heart beats
But behind your young eyes lurking
Is a force you can not cheat
Age
And I await to see the day
When you face leaves no man blind
When your lovely mask does wither
And leaves your shallow heart behind

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