Softly and sweetly Melanie Is sleeping in the camping tent; She looks delightful, peaceful, free - What else can anyone demand? Her hair soft grass, her breath a breeze, Each gentle movement of her chest A way to starts, a way to seas; Another place for birds to nest; The birds that chirp by rushing brook And in the gum tree canopies, But there's no place I'd rather look Than at my darling Melanie - As she sleeps softly next to me Delight of body and of mind My darling, darling Melanie! My love, my star, my friend, my bride! After “Laura Sleeping” by Charles Cotton Https://sites.google.com/site/ibshambatpoetry
