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THE COUNTRY MAID AND THE PIMPERNEL-FLOWER.[1]
"I'll go and peep at the Pimpernel,
And see if she think the clouds look well;
For, if the sun shine,
And 'tis like to be fine,
I shall go to the fair,
For my sweetheart is there:—
So, Pimpernel, what bode the clouds and the sky?
If fair weather, no maiden so merry as I."
The Pimpernel-flower had folded up
Her little gold star in her coral cup;
And unto the maid
Thus her warning said:
"Though the sun smile down,
There's a gathering frown
O'er the chequered blue of the clouded sky;
So tarry at home, for a storm is nigh."
- ↑ The Pimpernel, called familiarly "Poor-man's Weather-glass," closes in damp or rainy weather.
