Sweetest of all sweethearts to me!
Where art thou hiding? “Tum an’ see!”
Ah, those rippling child-tones,
Sweet with baby glee,
Lure my feet to lightness
When they summon me.
II.
Where away, darling? Where hast thou fled?
Shine out and show me thy sunny-ringed head.
Ho! hiding there in my white lily bed!