Deir now, lay right down on mammy's bed en go 'long back
ter sleep,—shoo-shoo!
Reprinted by permission
CORYDON
BY THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH
Shepherd
Good sir, have you seen pass this way
A mischief straight from market-day?
You'd know her at a glance, I think;
Her eyes are blue, her lips are pink;
She has a way of looking back
Over her shoulder, and, alack!
Who gets that look one time, good sir,
Has naught to do but follow her.
Pilgrim
I have not seen this maid, methinks,
Tho she that passed had lips like pinks.
Shepherd
Or like two strawberries made one
By some sly trick of dew and sun.
Pilgrim