BACHELOR'S BUTTON.
BACHELOR, BACHELOR,
WHEREFORE SO SAD?
THOU ART IN PURPLE
AND FINE LINEN CLAD;
SAD IS THY FACE
THO' SUNNY THE SEASON,
BACHELOR, BACHELOR,
TELL ME THE REASON!
DOST SAY, JAUNTY FELLOW,
THAT REASONS ABOUND
WHEN BACHELOR'S BUTTONS
LIE SCATTERED AROUND?
AHA! I WILL SEW THEM
TO-DAY AND TO-MORROW.
BACHELOR, BACHELOR,
BANISH THY SORKOW!
MORNING GLORY.
WHEN THE SKY WAS ROSY RED
AND THE SWEET, NEW DAY BEGUN
THE MORNING GLORY RAISED HER HEAD
TO GREET THE SUN.
AND WHEN THE SKY WAS GLEAMING GOLD
SHE SAW HIM ON TH' HORIZON'S RIM
AND BADE HER BABY BUDS UNFOLD
AND BLOOM FOR HIM.
AND WHEN THE SKY WAS DAZZLING BLUE
SHE ROSE WITH SUCH A RADIANT GRACE
A LITTLE SUNBEAM SWIFTLY FLEW
TO KISS HER FACE.
