Tuesday, 10 March 2015

The Violet - Ludvig Detlaf Greve Holstein

Sweet flower mine! My little bird!
I see you from my lonely shade.
No harm to thee I’d ever do.
’Twould be a sin to sadden you!
And though your beauty I would wear,
To pluck you I would never dare
And rob you of the sunny air,
Beloved flower!

Sweet flower mine! My little bird!
I see you from my lonely shade.
If only I may look at you,
You may despise or frown on me.
I would not ever trouble you!
I long to breathe the self-same air
To share its fragrance and delight
With you, sweet flower!

Ludvig Detlaf Greve Holstein (1864-1943) Denmark

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