Then I’ll marry and settle down.
Gelett Burgess.
VILLANELLE OF HIS LADY’S TREASURE
I TOOK her dainty eyes, as well
As silken tendrils of her hair:
And so I made a Villanelle!
I took her voice, a silver bell,
As clear as song, as soft as prayer;
I took her dainty eyes as well.
It may be, said I, who can tell,