And the happy water whispered to the trees.
She was fain to cross the brook, was the dainty, dainty maid;
But first she lifted up her elfin eyes
To see if there were cavalier or clown a-near to aid,—
And the water-bubbles blinked in surprise.
The brook bared its pebbles to persuade her dainty feet,
But the dainty, dainty maid was not content.
She had spied a simple country lad (for dainty maid unmeet),
And the shy water twinkled as it went.
As the simple lad drew nigh, then this dainty, dainty maid,