SONG: MEMORY, HITHER COME - Marjorie Pickthall Poems


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Memory, hither come,
      And tune your merry notes;
And, while upon the wind
      Your music floats,

I'll pore upon the stream
      Where sighing lovers dream,
And fish for fancies as they pass
      Within the watery glass.

I'll drink of the clear stream,
      And hear the linnet's song;
And there I'll lie and dream
      The day along:

And, when night comes, I'll go
      To places fit for woe,
Walking along the darken'd valley
      With silent Melancholy.