TO ——
But, let me tell you all I feel,
And then, if you must still deny
No tears shall dim my sight, no sigh
Shall pass my lips, I'll only kneel
Before you in the dust and say,
"Tread on me, as you go your way."
MISTRESS SPRING
(Song)
Sweet Mistress Spring, all decked in green,
How fresh you look this morning;
'Tis sure a year since we have seen
Such flowers your brow adorning.
And will you come and walk with me?
I'll prove an ardent lover,
Beneath the boughs of some kind tree
We'll seek convenient cover.
There will I praise with light refrain
Your most enchanting weather,
While you shall make a daisy chain,
To bind our hearts together.