Luyện nghe bài hát On A Bank Of Flowers

On a of Flowers
(Robert Burns)
On a bank of in a summer day
For lightly drest,
The youthful, blooming lay,
love and sleep opprest;
When Willie, wand'ring the wood,
Who for her oft had su'd-
He gaz'd, he wish'd,He fear'd, he blush'd,
And where he stood.
Her eyes, like weapons sheath'd,
Were seal'd in soft
Her lips, still as she breath'd,
It richer the rose.
The lilies, sweetly prest,
Wild-wanton her rival breast:
He gaz'd, he wish'd,He fear'd, he blush'd,
His ill at rest.
Her robes, in the breeze,
Her limbs embrace;
Her lovely form, her ease,
All and grace.
Tumultuous his pulses roll,
A faltering, kiss he stole;
He gaz'd, he wish'd, He ear'd, he blush'd,
And sigh'd his soul.
As the partridge from the brake
On wings,
So starting, half-awake,
affrighted springs.
But Willie, - as he should,
He her in the wood;
He vow'd, he pray'd, He the maid
all, and good.
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