I Want To Die While You Love Me





I want to die while you love me,

While yet you hold me fair,

While laughter lies upon my lips

And lights are in my hair.



I want to die while you love me,

And bear to that still bed,

Your kisses turbulent, unspent

To warm me when I'm dead.



I want to die while you love me

Oh, who would care to live

Till love has nothing more to ask

And nothing more to give!



I want to die while you love me

And never, never see

The glory of this perfect day

Grow dim or cease to be.





WELT



Would I might mend the fabric of my youth

That daily flaunts its tatters to my eyes,

Would I might compromise awhile with truth

Until our moon now waxing, wanes and dies.



For I would go a further while with you,

And drain this cup so tantalant and fair

Which meets my parched lips like cooling dew,

Ere time has brushed cold fingers thru my hair!





Hymn Sung At Christmas By The Scholars Of St Helena's Island, S C If We Must Die facebooktwittergoogle_plusredditpinterestlinkedinmail

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