SONG
Reading edition
Eyes like flowers and falling hair Seldom seen, nor ever long, Then I did not know you were Destined subject for a song: Sharing your unconsciousness Of your double loveliness, Unaware how fair you were, Peaceful eyes and shadowy hair.
Only, now your beauty falls Sweetly on some other place, Lonely reverie recalls More than anything your face; Any idle hour may find Stealing on my captured mind, Faintly merging from the air, Eyes like flowers and falling hair.