Beth Ann

Beth Ann

The simple grace of wisdom kissed

A soul as soft as morning mist

Yon cooing from the Wooded Quist

No sweeter Liebesträum of Liszt 

Dreams shall vanish in a wisp

Yet traces linger in their midst

Of beauty that is reminisced

No mortal man could naught desist 

Beth Ann.. Beth Ann.. Beth Ann.. Beth Ann

A name as soft as shifting sand

Honey droplets on thy tongue

No sweeter words were ever sung 

Never has the heart’s fire raged

Of spirits raw be yet unaged

Release thee from this passion cage 

For only love can err assuage

Nature hangs her head in shame

For want of beauty nere restrained 

Creation kneels and doth proclaim 

Loyalties oath to thy lovely name

Beth Ann.. Beth Ann.. Beth Ann.. Beth Ann

Envy reigns in every man

For only one can share the hand

Of the lady fair ... my sweet Beth Ann 

When kingdoms’ castles turn to dust 

Who’s vanquished armies wills be crushed 

Their shields and armor encased in rust

No philosophers thoughts left undiscussed

For empires rise and fall ore time

Yet forever pledged I shall be thine

From parapets thy name herald divine

Beth Ann shall be forever mine

Beth Ann.. Beth Ann.. Beth Ann.. Beth Ann

Sing ye minstrels per Kings’ command 

All other songs thy shall remand

And sing only of my sweet Beth Ann

Beth Ann thou makes my heart stand still 

Never more to roam until

Each beat ceased by thy simple smile

Till death’s release from thine wonton whiles

And when this world bids me adieu 

The bonds of death I have ensued

The last words from my lips pursued

Shall be Beth Ann ... I love you 

Beth Ann.. Beth Ann.. Beth Ann.. Beth Ann

Thy name sustains my hero’s stand

For only one can share the hand

Of the lady fair ... my sweet Beth Ann 

John Snelling 

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