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CARNATIONS AND CAVALIERS.
Oh! Ladyes—ye who Lovers have,
(And I can guess full well
Ye are too fair to sigh alone),
List to the tale I tell.
A Ladye and her Lover once,
In a Summer evening-tide,
Within a stately garden walked,
And whispered, side by side.
The Ladye fair and graceful was,
And well-beloved, I ween,
By her true Cavalier; than whom
A braver ne'er was seen.
And in the garden wandered they,
Nor wist which way they went:
They gazed into each other's face
In Love's own blest content.
On paced they through the pleached paths,
Where honey-suckles crept,
And, drooping from the boughs o'erhead,
The pensile streamers, swept
