Chapter 57
Love Wakes and Weeps by Sir Walter Scott, recorded for LibriVox.org Love wakes and weeps while beauty sleeps Oh, for music's softest numbers To prompt a theme for beauty's dream Soft as the pillow of her slumbers
Through groves of palm sigh gales of balm Fireflies on the air are wheeling While through the gloom comes soft perfume The distant beds of flowers revealing Oh, wake and live
No dreams can give a shadowed bliss The real excelling No longer sleep from lattice peep And list the tale that love is telling End of poem
Recorded by Henry K. Noble in Washington, D.C. On July 28, 2022 This recording is in the public domain
