Listen, my girl, listen, my beauty! Thy teeth are tiniest pearls, I am a merchant on the sea Buying tiniest pearls of the sea.
Listen, my girl, listen, my beauty! Thy hands are whiter than the wool, I am a merchant on the sea Trading in wool o'er the sea. B. S. S.
CXLIII
ANGELA AS WATCHMAN[[42]]
Falcon is winging high, But the fortress gates are higher; And Angela is watching there Aureoled in sunshine, Belted with the moonbeams, And flowering with the stars. B. S. S.
CXLIV
A LAD AND HIS BETROTHED[[43]]
Little lad is wandering Through a wooded copse, Strutting with a green bough Walking down the slopes. Looking on a courtyard Sees young Jana sweeping:
"O thou pearl, my sweet one, Whence my ring in keeping?" Thus she answered proudly: "May thy brother know, perchance, And should it bring God's blessing He'll join our wedding dance." B. S. S.