My sweetheart is to me more than a coined hemisphere.
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Sweetheart
If I was to stand in a general election
Would you tell me about your close inspection
And how I never stood for detection
Or would you take another man?
If I told you I had the solution to starvation
All the nations would be their own salvation
And those that lead us lead us not into temptation
Or they pick another man?
Sweetheart
Its affecting me
Sweetheart
Its so effective
Sweetheart
Do you detect in me
A sacred sweetheart
If I told you about my plan would you believe me?
This is my body, my blood, would you receive me?
Or would you be the first to deceive me
And take another man
If I told you that Im not the man to worry
Would you believe me when I said I was really sorry?
Or would you rush off in a hurry to take another man?
Sweetheart
Disconnect from me
Sweetheart
You have got no respect for me
Sweetheart
Its affecting me
My sacred sweetheart
And when youre troubled and when youre ill
You know Ill help, I always will
And when youre troubled and really down
You know Ill always be around
And when youre troubled and really broke
There is hope, theres hope, theres hope
Sweetheart
Its affecting me
Sweetheart
Youve got no respect for me
Sweetheart
Its so effective
My sacred sweetheart
Sweetheart
Disconnect
Sweetheart
Its so effective
Sweetheart
Its affecting me
My sacred sweetheart
Sweetheart
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Be My Sweetheart
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When birds are on the wing,
When bee and bud and babbling flood
Bespeak the birth of spring,
Come, sweetheart, be my sweetheart
And wear this posy-ring!
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
In the mellow golden glow
Of earth aflush with the gracious blush
Which the ripening fields foreshow;
Dear sweetheart, be my sweetheart,
As into the noon we go!
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When falls the bounteous year,
When fruit and wine of tree and vine
Give us their harvest cheer;
Oh, sweetheart, be my sweetheart,
For winter it draweth near.
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When the year is white and old,
When the fire of youth is spent, forsooth,
And the hand of age is cold;
Yet, sweetheart, be my sweetheart
Till the year of our love be told!
poem by Eugene Field
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By my sweetheart
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When birds are on the wing,
When bee and bud and babbling flood
Bespeak the birth of spring,
Come, sweetheart, be my sweetheart
And wear this posy-ring!
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
In the mellow golden glow
Of earth aflush with the gracious blush
Which the ripening fields foreshow;
Dear sweetheart, be my sweetheart,
As into the noon we go!
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When falls the bounteous year,
When fruit and wine of tree and vine
Give us their harvest cheer;
Oh, sweetheart, be my sweetheart,
For winter it draweth near.
Sweetheart, be my sweetheart
When the year is white and old,
When the fire of youth is spent, forsooth,
And the hand of age is cold;
Yet, sweetheart, be my sweetheart
Till the year of our love be told!
poem by Eugene Field
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Son Of The Evening Star, The
Can it be the sun descending
O'er the level plain of water?
Or the Red Swan floating, flying,
Wounded by the magic arrow,
Staining all the waves with crimson,
With the crimson of its life-blood,
Filling all the air with splendor,
With the splendor of its plumage?
Yes; it is the sun descending,
Sinking down into the water;
All the sky is stained with purple,
All the water flushed with crimson!
No; it is the Red Swan floating,
Diving down beneath the water;
To the sky its wings are lifted,
With its blood the waves are reddened!
Over it the Star of Evening
Melts and trembles through the purple,
Hangs suspended in the twilight.
No; it is a bead of wampum
On the robes of the Great Spirit
As he passes through the twilight,
Walks in silence through the heavens.
This with joy beheld Iagoo
And he said in haste: "Behold it!
See the sacred Star of Evening!
You shall hear a tale of wonder,
Hear the story of Osseo,
Son of the Evening Star, Osseo!
"Once, in days no more remembered,
Ages nearer the beginning,
When the heavens were closer to us,
And the Gods were more familiar,
In the North-land lived a hunter,
With ten young and comely daughters,
Tall and lithe as wands of willow;
Only Oweenee, the youngest,
She the wilful and the wayward,
She the silent, dreamy maiden,
Was the fairest of the sisters.
"All these women married warriors,
Married brave and haughty husbands;
Only Oweenee, the youngest,
Laughed and flouted all her lovers,
All her young and handsome suitors,
And then married old Osseo,
Old Osseo, poor and ugly,
Broken with age and weak with coughing,
Always coughing like a squirrel.
"Ah, but beautiful within him
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poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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The Son Of The Evening Star
Can it be the sun descending
O'er the level plain of water?
Or the Red Swan floating, flying,
Wounded by the magic arrow,
Staining all the waves with crimson,
With the crimson of its life-blood,
Filling all the air with splendor,
With the splendor of its plumage?
Yes; it is the sun descending,
Sinking down into the water;
All the sky is stained with purple,
All the water flushed with crimson!
No; it is the Red Swan floating,
Diving down beneath the water;
To the sky its wings are lifted,
With its blood the waves are reddened!
Over it the Star of Evening
Melts and trembles through the purple,
Hangs suspended in the twilight.
No; it is a bead of wampum
On the robes of the Great Spirit
As he passes through the twilight,
Walks in silence through the heavens.
This with joy beheld Iagoo
And he said in haste: "Behold it!
See the sacred Star of Evening!
You shall hear a tale of wonder,
Hear the story of Osseo,
Son of the Evening Star, Osseo!
"Once, in days no more remembered,
Ages nearer the beginning,
When the heavens were closer to us,
And the Gods were more familiar,
In the North-land lived a hunter,
With ten young and comely daughters,
Tall and lithe as wands of willow;
Only Oweenee, the youngest,
She the wilful and the wayward,
She the silent, dreamy maiden,
Was the fairest of the sisters.
"All these women married warriors,
Married brave and haughty husbands;
Only Oweenee, the youngest,
Laughed and flouted all her lovers,
All her young and handsome suitors,
And then married old Osseo,
Old Osseo, poor and ugly,
Broken with age and weak with coughing,
Always coughing like a squirrel.
"Ah, but beautiful within him
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poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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The Song Of Hiawatha XII: The Son Of The Evening Star
Can it be the sun descending
O'er the level plain of water?
Or the Red Swan floating, flying,
Wounded by the magic arrow,
Staining all the waves with crimson,
With the crimson of its life-blood,
Filling all the air with splendor,
With the splendor of its plumage?
Yes; it is the sun descending,
Sinking down into the water;
All the sky is stained with purple,
All the water flushed with crimson!
No; it is the Red Swan floating,
Diving down beneath the water;
To the sky its wings are lifted,
With its blood the waves are reddened!
Over it the Star of Evening
Melts and trembles through the purple,
Hangs suspended in the twilight.
No; it is a bead of wampum
On the robes of the Great Spirit
As he passes through the twilight,
Walks in silence through the heavens.
This with joy beheld Iagoo
And he said in haste: 'Behold it!
See the sacred Star of Evening!
You shall hear a tale of wonder,
Hear the story of Osseo,
Son of the Evening Star, Osseo!
'Once, in days no more remembered,
Ages nearer the beginning,
When the heavens were closer to us,
And the Gods were more familiar,
In the North-land lived a hunter,
With ten young and comely daughters,
Tall and lithe as wands of willow;
Only Oweenee, the youngest,
She the wilful and the wayward,
She the silent, dreamy maiden,
Was the fairest of the sisters.
'All these women married warriors,
Married brave and haughty husbands;
Only Oweenee, the youngest,
Laughed and flouted all her lovers,
All her young and handsome suitors,
And then married old Osseo,
Old Osseo, poor and ugly,
Broken with age and weak with coughing,
Always coughing like a squirrel.
'Ah, but beautiful within him
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poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Like A Hemisphere
He sees what Im lacking and he tells me without attacking my life
He sees what Im needing and he gives me love without my pleading
I see where his worries lie and I help him to decide
He sees what Im missing that sometimes I need to be alone but sometimes I need him to listen
Like a hemisphere he surrounds me with a wisdom that astounds me
Like the horizon he draws my eye to him and he makes me see just how lonely I have been
He knows what Im thinking without a sign without blinking my eyes
I know what hes asking in our love there aint no masking no disguise
I know what hes after its the truth and the laughter
Why cant we see in ourselves all the beauty we see in everybody else
Like a hemisphere he surrounds me with a wisdon that astounds me
Like the horizon he draws my eye to him and he makes me see
Like a radio he calls out to me in the middle of the night
Like a hemisphere he is perfectly clear and he makes me see just how lonely I have been
I dont wanna go through this life just getting by I want to fly
I dont wanna go through this life not asking why
I need to know why we are here we are here together now
I dont wanna go through this life just to die
Well you made me see just how lonely I have been
Like a hemisphere he surrounds me with a wisdom that astounds me
Like the horizon he draws my eye to him and makes me see
Like a radio he calls out to me in the middle of the night
Like a hemisphere he is perfectly clear and he makes me see just how lonely I have been
song performed by Vonda Shepard
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An Old Sweetheart Of Mine
As one who cons at evening o'er an album all alone,
And muses on the faces of the friends that he has known,
So I turn the leaves of Fancy, till in shadowy design
I find the smiling features of an old sweetheart of mine.
The lamplight seems to glimmer with a flicker of surprise,
As I turn it low, to rest me of the dazzle in my eyes,
And light my pipe in silence, save a sigh that seems to yoke
Its fate with my tobacco, and to vanish with the smoke.
'Tis a fragrant retrospection, for the loving thoughts that start
Into being are like perfumes from the blossom of the heart;
And to dream the old dreams over is a luxury divine—
When my truant fancies wander with that old sweetheart of mine.
Though I hear, beneath my study, like a fluttering of wings,
The voices of my children and the mother as she sings,
I feel no twinge of conscience to deny me any theme
When Care has cast her anchor in the harbor of a dream.
In fact, to speak in earnest, I believe it adds a charm
To spice the good a trifle with a little dust of harm;
For I find an extra flavor in Memory's mellow wine
That makes me drink the deeper to that old sweetheart of mine.
A face of lily-beauty, with a form of airy grace,
Floats out of my tobacco as the genii from the vase;
And I thrill beneath the glances of a pair of azure eyes,
As glowing as the summer and as tender as the skies.
I can see the pink sunbonnet and the little checkered dress
She wore when first I kissed her, and she answered the caress
With the written declaration that, 'as surely as the vine
Grew round the stump,' she loved me,—that old sweetheart of mine!
And again I feel the pressure of her slender little hand,
As we used to talk together of the future we had planned:
When I should be a poet, and with nothing else to do
But write the tender verses that she set the music to;
When we should live together in a cozy little cot,
Hid in a nest of roses, with a fairy garden-spot,
Where the vines were ever fruited, and the weather ever fine,
And the birds were ever singing for that old sweetheart of mine;
And I should be her lover forever and a day,
And she my faithful sweetheart till the golden hair was gray;
And we should be so happy that when either's lips were dumb
They would not smile in heaven till the other's kiss had come.
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poem by James Whitcomb Riley
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Sweethearts of the Year
Sweetheart Spring
Our Sweetheart, Spring, came softly,
Her gliding hands were fire,
Her lilac breath upon our cheeks
Consumed us with desire.
By her our God began to build,
Began to sow and till.
He laid foundations in our loves
For every good and ill.
We asked Him not for blessing,
We asked Him not for pain —
Still, to the just and unjust
He sent His fire and rain.
Sweetheart Summer
We prayed not, yet she came to us,
The silken, shining one,
On Jacob's noble ladder
Descended from the sun.
She reached our town of Every Day,
Our dry and dusty sod —
We prayed not, yet she brought to us
The misty wine of God.
Sweetheart Autumn
The woods were black and crimson,
The frost-bit flowers were dead,
But Sweetheart Indian Summer came
With love-winds round her head.
While fruits God-given and splendid
Belonged to her domain:
Baskets of corn in perfect ear
And grapes with purple stain,
The treacherous winds persuaded her
Spring Love was in the wood
Altho' the end of love was hers —
Fruition, Motherhood.
Sweetheart Winter
We had done naught of service
To win our Maker's praise.
Yet Sweetheart Winter came to us
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poem by Vachel Lindsay
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Sweetheart Of The Pines
Sweethearts of the Pines
(Emmylou Harris/Paul Kennerley)
Well, I used to roll and I used to ramble
Out on the wilder side of town
Every night I hear the bright lights calling
I never thought I could ever settle down.
Well, I seen a whole lot of pain and trouble
In this lonesome life of mine
But you gave me love and you gave it double
And I'll always be your sweetheart of the pines.
I'll always be your little sweetheart of the pines.
Now, you searched the dark side of the mountain
Just to find what you thought true love should be
But you found a heart that you never knew
When you got around to the other side of me.
Well, I seen a whole lot of pain and trouble
In this lonesome love of mine
But you gave me love and you gave it double
And I'll always be your sweetheart of the pines.
I'll always be your little sweetheart of the pines.
Now, you make me feel lovesick darlin'
The way I did back when my heart was young
But I'm young enough to start all over
And old enough to show you how it's done.
Well, I seen a whole lot of pain and trouble
In this lonesome life of mine
But you gave me love and you gave it double
And I'll always be your sweetheart of the pines.
I'll always be your little sweetheart of the pines...
song performed by Emmylou Harris
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Sweethearts Of The Pines
(emmylou harris/paul kennerley)
Well I used to roll and I used to ramble
Out on the wilder side of town
Every night I hear the bright lights calling
I never thought I could ever settle down.
Well, I seen a whole lot of pain and trouble
In this lonesome life of mine
But you gave me love and you gave it double
And Ill always be your sweetheart of the pines
Ill always be your little sweetheart of the pines
Now you searched the dark side of the mountain
Just to find what you thought true love should be
But you found a heart that you never knew ? ? ? ? ?
When you got around to the other side of me.
Well, I seen a whole lot of pain and trouble
In this lonesome love of mine
But you gave me love and you gave it double
And Ill always be your sweetheart of the pines
Ill always be your little sweetheart of the pines.
Now you make me feel lovesick darlin
The way I did back when my heart was young
But Im young enough to start all over
And old enough to show you how its done
Well, I seen a whole lot of pain and trouble
In this lonesome life of mine
But you gave me love and you gave it double
And Ill always be your sweetheart of the pines
Ill always be your little sweetheart of the pines
song performed by Emmylou Harris
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The United Conference of Hemispheres
How about...
The United States?
'No.
That's what we're called now! '
Oh...
You're right.
I forgot.
Well..
How about,
The United Federation of Americas?
'Hmmm...
Now that does have a ring.
With Canada, Mexico...
And the current United States.
I like the sound of it! '
Or...
How about,
The United Western Hemisphere?
'YES!
That's brilliant.
We'll have a meeting this weekend,
To discuss it!
But we must go slowly with this.
The people are already going nuts over the economy!
But I do love this idea.
We'll have the United Northern Hemisphere.
The United Eastern Hemisphere.
And the United Southern Hemisphere.
Whenever we come to meet...
We'll call ourselves,
The United Conference of Hemispheres!
Pass that by President Obama.
See if he approves before the announcement is made!
We must consolidate all nations as soon as possible.'
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Land Of Canaan
You can go to the east to find your
Your inner hemisphere
You say were under the same sky babe
Your bound to realize honey its not that clear
Im not your promised land oh no
Im not your promised one
Im not the land of canaan sweetheart
Waiting for you under the sun
Im lonely tonight
Im missing you now
Im wanting your love
And youre giving it out
Im lonely tonight
Im lonely tonight
Im lonely tonight
Well, the meanings changed
For what its worth
Its just a senseless game
Well I should think of love
But its fear every time I hear
Honey your heartbeat strain
Its not the fallen man
Its not the call of time
Its just the london skyline sweetheart
Telling me youre not mine
Im lonely tonight
Im missing you now
Im wanting your love
And youre giving it out
Im lonely tonight
Im lonely tonight
Im lonely tonight
My blood is running dry
My skin is, my skin is growing thin
For every time you find yourself
You loose a little bit of me honey from within
Its just a raging cycle
Why cant we bring it all to the end of the line
From inside this existence, sweetheart
Time is not on my side
Im lonely tonight
Im missing you now
Im wanting your love
And youre giving it out
Im lonely tonight
Im lonely tonight
Im lonely tonight
Im not your promised land
(Im lonely tonight)
Im not your promised one
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song performed by Indigo Girls
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Sweetheart Like You
Well, the pressures down, the boss aint here,
He gone north, he aint around,
They say that vanity got the best of him
But he sure left here after sundown.
By the way, thats a cute hat,
And that smiles so hard to resist
But whats a sweetheart like you doin in a dump like this?
You know, I once knew a woman who looked like you,
She wanted a whole man, not just a half,
She used to call me sweet daddy when I was only a child,
You kind of remind me of her when you laugh.
In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,
Its done with a flick of the wrist.
Whats a sweetheart like you doin in a dump like this?
You know, a woman like you should be at home,
Thats where you belong,
Watching out for someone who loves you true
Who would never do you wrong.
Just how much abuse will you be able to take?
Well, theres no way to tell by that first kiss.
Whats a sweetheart like you doin in a dump like this?
You know you can make a name for yourself,
You can hear them tires squeal,
You can be known as the most beautiful woman
Who ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal.
You know, news of you has come down the line
Even before ya came in the door.
They say in your fathers house, theres many mansions
Each one of them got a fireproof floor.
Snap out of it, baby, people are jealous of you,
They smile to your face, but behind your back they hiss.
Whats a sweetheart like you doin in a dump like this?
Got to be an important person to be in here, honey,
Got to have done some evil deed,
Got to have your own harem when you come in the door,
Got to play your harp until your lips bleed.
They say that patriotism is the last refuge
To which a scoundrel clings.
Steal a little and they throw you in jail,
Steal a lot and they make you king.
Theres only one step down from here, baby,
Its called the land of permanent bliss.
Whats a sweetheart like you doin in a dump like this?
song performed by Bob Dylan
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Sweetheart Tree
Goodbye romance cant take a chance
On loves painful games
Ive called too many times on a sweetheart tree
Lady lost now I count the cost
Nothing seems to change
Ive called too many times on the sweetheart tree
Too many times
Ooh love you made a fool out of me
You won again
So lovin set me free
I need some time to change my mind
Before I try again
Ive been too many times to the sweetheart tree
Some go some then lay in tow
But love just dont come free
Ive called too many names on the sweetheart tree
Too many times
Ooh love you made a fool out of me
You won again
So lovin set me free
(lead)
Too many times
Ooh love you made a fool out of me
You won again
So lovin set me free
Goodbye romance cant take a chance
On loves painful games
Ive called too many names on the sweetheart tree
(mccafferty, agnew, charlton, sweet)
1984 fool circle music
song performed by Nazareth
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Sweetheart Like You
Well the pressure's down,
the boss ain't here
he's gone North for a while
They said that vanity
Got the best of him
But he sure left here after sundown.
By the way, that's a cute hat that you're wearing
And that smile so hard to resist
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
You know I once knew a woman who looked like you
She wanted a whole man, not just a half
She used to call me Sweet Daddy, when I was a child
You kind of remind me of her when you laugh
To deal in this game, you must make the queen disappear
It's done with a flick of the wrist
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
You know a woman like you should be at home
It's where you truly belong
Watching out for someone who loves you true
Who would never never do you no wrong
Just how much abuse you can take? - Well,
There's no way to tell by that first lonely kiss
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
You know you could make a name of yourself
You can hear those tyres squeal
You can be known as the most beautiful woman
Whoever crawled across cut glass to make a deal ...
You know the news of you has come down the line
Even before you came in the door
They say in your father's house there's many mansions
Each one of them got a fire-proof floor
Snap out of it Baby, people are jealous of you
They smile in your face, but behind your back they hiss
What's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
Got to be an important person to come in here honey
Got to have done some evil deed
Got to have your own harm when you come in the door
Got to play your harp until your lips bleed ...
They say patriotism is the last refuge
To which a scoundrel claime
Steal a little, and they'll throw you in jail
Steal a lot, and they'll make you a king
There's only one step down from here Baby
It's the land of the permanent bliss -
So what's a sweetheart like you doing in a dump like this?
song performed by Rod Stewart
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Golu
ONCE I had a little sweetheart
In the land of the Malay,—
Such a little yellow sweetheart!
Warm and peerless as the day
Of her own dear sunny island,
Keimah, in the far, far East,
Where the mango and banana
Made us many a merry feast.
Such a little copper sweetheart
Was my Goln, plump and round,
With her hair all blue-black streaming
O'er her to the very ground.
Soft and clear as dew-dropp clinging
To a grass blade was her eye;
For the heart below was purer
Than the hill-stream whispering by.
Costly robes were not for Golu:
No more raiment did she need
Than the milky budding breadfruit,
Or the lily of the mead;
And she was my little sweetheart
Many a sunny summer day,
When we ate the fragrant guavas,
In the land of the Malay.
Life was laughing then. Ah! Golu,
Do you think of that old time,
And of all the tales I told you
Of my colder Western clime?
Do you think how happy were we
When we sailed to strip the palm,
And we made a lateen arbor
Of the boat-sail in the calm?
They may call you semi-savage,
Golu! I cannot forget
How I poised my little sweetheart
Like a copper statuette.
Now my path lies through the cities;
But they cannot drive away
My sweet dreams of little Golu
And the land of the Malay.
poem by John Boyle O'Reilly
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Henry Piddington (1797–1858)
'An atmospheric system
characterized by the rapid
inward circulation of
air masses about a
low-pressure center,
usually accompanied by stormy,
often destructive weather'
circulates
counterclockwise
in the Northern Hemisphere
and clockwise
in the Southern Hemisphere.
blame him,
this British meteorologist
he
introduced the
cyclone
coined from
kyklôn
leaving Myanmar
with 100,000 dead
more or less
now, the generals
need help
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Let Me Call You Sweetheart
Let me call you sweetheart
Im in love with you
Let me hear you whisper that you love me too
Keep the lovelight glowing in your eyes so true
Let me call you sweetheart
Im in love with you
Let me call you sweetheart
Im in love with you
Let me hear you whisper that you love me too
Keep the lovelight glowing in your eyes so true
Let me call you sweetheart
Im in love with you
- beth slater whitson & leo friedman
song performed by Neil Young
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In The Foam.
Life swelleth in a whitening wave,
And dasheth thee and me apart.
I sweep out seaward: -- be thou brave.
And reach the shore, Sweetheart.
Beat back the backward-thrusting sea.
Thy weak white arm his blows may thwart,
Christ buffet the wild surge for thee
Till thou'rt ashore, Sweetheart.
Ah, now thy face grows dim apace,
And seems of yon white foam a part.
Canst hear me through the water-bass,
Cry: "To the Shore, Sweetheart?"
Now Christ thee soothe upon the Shore,
My lissome-armed sea-Britomart.
I sweep out seaward, never more
To find the Shore, Sweetheart.
poem by Sidney Lanier
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