I cannot lose thee for a day, <br />But like a bird with restless wing <br />My heart will find thee far away, <br />And on thy bosom fall and sing, <br />My nest is here, my rest is here; - <br />And in the lull of wind and rain, <br />Fresh voices make a sweet refrain, <br />'His rest is there, his nest is there.' <br /> <br />With thee the wind and sky are fair, <br />But parted, both are strange and dark; <br />And treacherous the quiet air <br />That holds me singing like a lark, <br />O shield my love, strong arm above! <br />Till in the hush of wind and rain, <br />Fresh voices make a rich refrain, <br />'The arm above will shield thy love.'<br /><br />George Meredith<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/song-untitled-5/
