Heart Songs

<h2><SPAN name="THE_RUSTICS_LASSIE" id="THE_RUSTICS_LASSIE"></SPAN>The Rustic’s Lassie</h2> <div class="poetry"> <div class="poem"><div class="stanza"> <span class="i0"><span class="letra">M</span>Y lassie’s face is fair to see,<br/></span> <span class="i2">My lassie’s eyes are blue,<br/></span> <span class="i0">And always do they tell to me<br/></span> <span class="i2">Her heart is fond and true.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">There’s silk, too, on my lassie’s head,<br/></span> <span class="i2">As yellow as the gold,<br/></span> <span class="i0">And woven is each shining thread<br/></span> <span class="i2">Into a braided fold.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">But never fairy hands did spin<br/></span> <span class="i2">Silk like my lassie’s hair,<br/></span> <span class="i0">As for the strings beneath her chin<br/></span> <span class="i2">I would not have them there.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_141" id="page_141"></SPAN>{141}</span><br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">Lest one dear dimple growing shy<br/></span> <span class="i2">That everyone should see,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Within those silken strings would try<br/></span> <span class="i2">To hide itself from me.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">My lassie wears a gown of white,<br/></span> <span class="i2">Which needs no pearls to deck,<br/></span> <span class="i0">With lace like cobweb, soft and light,<br/></span> <span class="i2">Full-gathered at her neck.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">My lassie wears upon her breast<br/></span> <span class="i2">No knot of ribbon gay,<br/></span> <span class="i0">Forget-me-nots she loves the best,<br/></span> <span class="i2">Plucked at the dawn of day.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">My lassie’s feet like two white mice<br/></span> <span class="i2">Go slipping through the grass,<br/></span> <span class="i0">And all the dew-drops think them nice,<br/></span> <span class="i2">And kiss them as they pass.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">The satin shoe with buckle drest<br/></span> <span class="i2">Is richer, it may be,<br/></span> <span class="i0">But if the truth must be confest,<br/></span> <span class="i2">Not half so good to see.<br/></span></div> <div class="stanza"> <span class="i0">My lassie’s face is fair to see,<br/></span> <span class="i2">My lassie’s eyes are blue,<br/></span> <span class="i0">And always do they tell to me<br/></span> <span class="i2">Her heart is fond and true.<br/></span></div> </div></div> <p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="page_142" id="page_142"></SPAN>{142}</span></p> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />