Show I OH THAT HEARTS MIGHT FOLLOW Where the swiftwinged swallow Flies his mate may follow Over land and over seaTo sea-To the plains where peacefully Summer reigns with fruit and flower Not for days not for an hour But is always throned thereIn there-In the balmy songfilled air Where the swiftwinged swallow Flies his mate may follow Nesting on the selfsame bough White with blossoms as with snow But when to the unknown land Land of sleep whose wondrous strand Meets a sea forever sleeping Sea whose waves are only weeping Thou my love hast fled I follow Never never like the swallow But amid these fields so sweet Where the clover blossoms meet In a maze of splendid flame Here alone I call thy name With an empty echo crying Back my words and no replying From the lips I loved to kiss Loved one this and only this I am left alone to grieve While the memories never leave Of the days when we together Vandered through lifes sunny weather Oh that Is had wings to follow Like thy strong wings happy swallow But my heart take courage now Tho thy mate hath left the bough Yet some day as fIles the swallow Thou true heart thy mate shall follow Happenchance |