Чарльз Вильерс Стэнфорд (2) - What the bee is to the flow'ret - ноты, текст песни (слова)

What the bee is to the flowert,
 When he looks for honey-dew,
 Through the leaves that close embower it,
 That, my love, I'll be to you.
 
 What the bank, with verdure glowing,
 Is to waves that wander near,
 Whispering kisses, while they're going,
 That I'll be to you, my dear.
 
 But they say, the bee's a rover,
 Who will fly, when sweets are gone,
 And, when once the kiss is over,
 Faithless brooks will wander on.
 
 Nay, if flowers will lose their looks
 If sunny banks will wear away,
 'Tis but right that bees and brooks
 Should sip and kiss them, while they may.