The Supper (Davies)

The Supper written by William Henry Davies

From "Love Poems" (1935)

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Since music is Love's milk and keeps him strong,
Give him his supper, let the feast last long;
Let it begin like thunder, with a power
That in mid-June our nightingales adore.

Then let it come to whispers, low and deep,
As a dreaming Bee that buzzes in his sleep;
While Love's small head, that on your shoulder lies,
Has fixed on me his large, unwavering eyes.

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