A lissome maid with towseled hair As soft as e'er a squirrel's vair, With ne'er a care, All silky fair, She sways to ev'ry wooing air. She flaunts her golden gown with grace And laughs in sturdy Autumn's face, A ray of sunshine in the race That ends with hoary winter's pace - Within my heart O, maiden fair, Old Winter's frown can ne'er efface Thy wayward grace so debonair Thou princess of a nomad race.
- by Edward Alexander MacDowell (1860 - 1908) [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- by Edward Alexander MacDowell (1860 - 1908), "To the Golden Rod", op. 60 no. 3, published 1902, from Three Songs, no. 3. [text verified 1 time]
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