25
SONG.
"Oh, little maid! little maid!
Where do you go?
Why do you walk in the shade,
While the tears flow?
I have a story to tell—
Sweet, will you stay?"
Blushed she, and still the tears fell,
Yet said not Nay.
Where do you go?
Why do you walk in the shade,
While the tears flow?
I have a story to tell—
Sweet, will you stay?"
Blushed she, and still the tears fell,
Yet said not Nay.
"Oh little love! little love!
You're all my life—
You are my dear and my dove—
Ah, be my wife!
Needs it not further to speak—
Answer, I pray!"
Smiled she, and gave him her cheek,
Yet said not Yea.
You're all my life—
You are my dear and my dove—
Ah, be my wife!
Needs it not further to speak—
Answer, I pray!"
Smiled she, and gave him her cheek,
Yet said not Yea.
