With Violets Lyrics – Amy Beach

The violets I send to you
Will close their blue eyes on your breast;
I shall not be there, sweet, to see
Yet do I know my flowers will rest

Within that chaste, white nest
O little flowers, she’ll welcome you
So tenderly, so warmly!
Go, I know where you will die tonight

But you can never, never know
The bliss of dying so
If you could speak!
Yet she will know

What made your faces wet
Although I fain would follow you, and tell
There, go and die, yet never know
To what a heav’n you go
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Amy Beach Lyrics – With Violets

Amy Beach

With Violets