Daniel Henry Deniehy

Here you will find the Poem Love in a Cottage of poet Daniel Henry Deniehy

Love in a Cottage

A cottage small be mine, with porch 
   Enwreathed with ivy green, 
And brightsome flowers with dew-filled bells, 
   'Mid brown old wattles seen. 

And one to wait at shut of eve, 
   With eyes as fountain clear, 
And braided hair, and simple dress, 
   My homeward step to hear. 

On summer eves to sing old songs, 
   And talk o'er early vows, 
While stars look down like angels' eyes 
   Amid the leafy boughs. 

When Spring flowers peep from flossy cells, 
   And bright-winged parrots call, 
In forest paths be ours to rove 
   Till purple evenings fall. 

The curtains closed, by taper clear 
   To read some page divine, 
On winter nights, the hearth beside, 
   Her soft, warm hand in mine. 

And so to glide through busy life, 
   Like some small brook alone, 
That winds its way 'mid grassy knolls, 
   Its music all its own.