What The Daisy Told Me

I walleed to-day in the mendow With sad and doubling heart, I gatliured the sweet wild tíowere. And idly pulled them apairt. For I heard no newa f rom my lover, And my tears tt-lí thick and last, I liv'-d again in meinory Tbe happy daye of the past. And a bitter doubt kept whispo'ring These worde in uiy liöt'ninK ar, " lie is wi-ury of lovu's sweet bondage, He has worn it leu thnn a vear." I gathered a sftow-whitè dnia , And ï thnught ot' Marguret, And 1 snid, ii ahall be au omen, While 1 heard my iwift heart beat. Aa öut ft my tremblinR ñngen I let thü white lenven t'all, And aid ' lie luves m dearly," II loves me not at hII." Bui tli blond mshed up in a crimnon tide From my heart lo my burumg chtckt And Ulied my soul with a tender f Too weet tor my tongut' to speitk. For the daiBy told me he loved me, And rHibing my happy eyes, I met the fuco of my lover, in i cumo as a glad surprise. Blooïn on, my beautiful daisy- With mcftrtagt'H Rad :iii'l eweeti You hold a bleed omen ftir nw, And zuy joy is all complete.