Songs of Love and Rebellion/Little girl
LITTLE GIRL
You were always brave and true,
High and noble, through and through—
There was nothing base in you,
Little girl.
Like the stars that o'er us beam,
Your pure spirit ruled supreme
O'er life's every work and dream,
Little girl.
You were of those higher spheres
That the dreamer sees through tears
When the genius of love appears,
Little girl.
And, again, you were a part
Of the great world's busy mart—
Just a woman with a heart,
Little girl.
You were all for which we pine,
Were of life the bread and wine,
And the spirit's home and shrine,
Little girl.
Out there in the sunlight clear,
In the pure heaven-atmosphere,
Do the old dreams haunt you, dear
Little girl.
Here on earth all is forlorn,
For the song, the dream, the dawn,
With your loving soul have gone,
Little girl.