<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351374" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Love Song</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Have you love for me,<br>Yours my love shall be,<br> While the days of life are flowing.<br>Short was summer's stay,<br>Grass now pales away,<br> With our play will come regrowing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">What you said last year<br>Sounds yet in my ear,--<br> Birdlike at the window sitting,<br>Tapping, trilling there,<br>Singing, in would bear<br> Joy the warmth of sun befitting.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Litli-litli-lu,<br>Do you hear me too,<br> Youth behind the birch-trees biding?<br>Now the words I send,<br>Darkness will attend,<br> May be you can give them guiding.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Take it not amiss!<br>Sang I of a kiss?<br> No, I surely never planned it.<br>Did you hear it, you?<br>Give no heed thereto,<br> Haste I make to countermand it.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh, good-night, good-night<br>Dreams enfold me bright<br> Of your eyes' persuasive mildness.<br>Many a silent word<br>From their corners heard,--<br> Breaking forth with gentle wildness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now my song is still;<br>Is there more you will?<br> All the tones, to me returning,<br>Laughing, luring, soar;<br>Did you wish me more?<br> Still and warm the night is yearning.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Bj%C3%B8rnstjerne+Bj%C3%B8rnson">Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=351374" data-title="Love Song de Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson" data-description="Have you love for me, Yours my love shall be, While the days of life are flowing. Short was summer's stay, Grass now pales away, With our play will come regrowing. What you said last year Sounds yet in my ear,-- Birdlike at the window sitting,..."></div> </div> </div>

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