My Own Vineyard
“King
Solomon had vineyards plentiful
that
yielded luscious grapes and heady wine.
These
gardens were considered valuable
and
many tenant farmers rented vines.
A
thousand shekels was the price they paid,
but
you can keep your thousand, O my king.
I
have one vineyard that I’ll never trade,
my
lovely bride to whom I’ll always cling.
As
I walk through the garden with my friends
I
hear upon the air her gentle voice
which
like a cooling mist on me descends
creating
in me reason to rejoice.”
Oh
come, my lover, come my swift gazelle!
There
is no one on earth your parallel.
Dolce Far Niente, John William Godward, 1904 finis |
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