SONG (FROM "MAURINE")

O thou, mine other, stronger part!
    Whom yet I cannot hear, or see,
Come thou, and take this loving heart,
    That longs to yield its all to thee,
    I call mine own---Oh, come to me!
    Love, answer back, I come to thee,
       I come to thee.

This hungry heart, so warm, so large,
    Is far too great a care for me.
I have grown weary of the charge
    I keep so sacredly for thee.
    Come thou, and take my heart from me.
    Love, answer back, I come to thee,
       I come to thee.

I am aweary, waiting here
    For one who tarries long for me.
O! art thou far, or art thou near?
    And must I still be sad for thee?
    Or wilt thou straightway come to me?
    Love, answer, I am near to thee,
       I come to thee.

Poetical works of Ella Wheeler Wilcox. by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
Edinburgh : W. P. Nimmo, Hay, & Mitchell, 1917.


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