by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931)
The banks of the daisies
Language: English
When first I saw young Molly Stretched beneath the holly Fast asleep, forenint her sheep, one dreamy summer’s day, With daisies laughing round her Hand and foot I bound her, Then kissed her on her blooming cheek, and softly sole away. But as with blushes burning Tip-toe I was turning, From sleep she starts, and on me darts a dreadful lightning ray; My foolish flowery fetters Scornfully she scatters, And like a winter sunbeam she coldly sweeps away. But Love, young Love, comes stooping O’er my daisies drooping, And oh! each flower with fairy power the rosy boy renews; Then twines each charming cluster In links of starry luster, And with the chain enchanting my colleen proud pursues. And soon I met with Molly Musing Melancholy With downcast eyes and staring sighs, along the meadow bank; And oh! her swelling bosom Was wreathed with daisy blossom, Like stars in summer heaven, as in my arms she sank.
Authorship:
- by Alfred Perceval Graves (1846 - 1931), "The banks of the daisies" [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]
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- Also set in English, [adaptation] ; composed by Charles Villiers Stanford, Sir.
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