Come In The Evening, Or Come In The Morning; Come When You 're Look'D For, Or Come Without Warning: Kisses And Welcome You 'll Find Here Before You, And The Oftener You Come Here The More I 'll Adore You! Light Is My Heart Since The Day We Were Plighted; Red Is My Cheek That They Told Me Was Blighted; The Green Of The Trees Looks Far Greener Than Ever, And The Linnets Are Singing, 'True Lovers Don't Sever!' I 'll Pull You Sweet Flowers, To Wear If You Choose Them, Or, After You've Kiss'D Them, They 'll Lie On My Bosom; I 'll Fetch From The Mountain Its Breeze To Inspire You; I 'll Fetch From My Fancy A Tale That Won't Tire You. Oh! Your Step'S Like The Rain To The Summer-Vex'D Farmer, Or Sabre And Shield To A Knight Without Armor; I 'll Sing You Sweet Songs Till The Stars Rise Above Me, Then, Wandering, I 'll Wish You In Silence To Love Me. We 'll Look Through The Trees At The Cliff And The Eyrie; We 'll Tread Round The Rath On The Track Of The Fairy; We 'll Look On The Stars, And We 'll List To The River, Till You Ask Of Your Darling What Gift You Can Give Her: Oh! She 'll Whisper You 'Love, As Unchangeably Beaming, And Trust, When In Secret, Most Tunefully Streaming; Till The Starlight Of Heaven Above Us Shall Quiver, As Our Souls Flow In One Down Eternity'S River.' So Come In The Evening, Or Come In The Morning; Come When You 're Looked For, Or Come Without Warning: Kisses And Welcome You 'll Find Here Before You, And The Oftener You Come Here The More I 'll Adore You! Light Is My Heart Since The Day We Were Plighted; Red Is My Cheek That They Told Me Was Blighted; The Green Of The Trees Looks Far Greener Than Ever, And The Linnets Are Singing, 'True Lovers Don't Sever!'