Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Songs from the Turret. 11. Three things my ladye seemeth like to me

Three things my ladye seemeth like to me--
She seems like moonlight on a waveless sea.

And like the delicate fragrance, which exhales,
When Day's warm garments brush the dewy vales.

And when my heart grows weary of earth's sound,
She seems like silence--restful and profound.