Songtexte To Dianeme: I Could but See Thee Yesterday - Robert Herrick
I could but see thee yesterday
Stung by a fretful bee
And I the javelin suck'd away
And heal'd the wound in thee
A thousand thorns, and briars, and stings
I have in my poor breast
Yet ne'er can see that salve which brings
My passions any rest
As love shall help me, I admire
How thou canst sit and smile
To see me bleed, and not desire
To staunch the bleed the while
Attention! Feel free to leave feedback.