What the Bee Is To the Floweret

Melody - "The Yellow Horse"

Thomas Moore, from Irish Melodies, vol. 4

He:
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.

She:
2. 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.

She:
3. 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.

He:
4. 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.

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