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THE PRINCE'S PROGRESS.
Watch for me asleep and awake?"—
"Spell-bound she watches in one white room,
And is patient for thy sake.
"Spell-bound she watches in one white room,
And is patient for thy sake.
"By her head lilies and rosebuds grow;
The lilies droop, will the rosebuds blow?
The silver slim lilies hang the head low;
Their stream is scanty, their sunshine rare:
Let the sun blaze out, and let the stream How,
They will blossom and wax fair."
The lilies droop, will the rosebuds blow?
The silver slim lilies hang the head low;
Their stream is scanty, their sunshine rare:
Let the sun blaze out, and let the stream How,
They will blossom and wax fair."
Red and white poppies grow at her feet,
The blood-red wait for sweet summer heat,
Wrapped in bud-coats, hairy and neat;
But the white buds swell, one day they will burst,
Will open their death cups drowsy and sweet—
Which will open the first?"
The blood-red wait for sweet summer heat,
Wrapped in bud-coats, hairy and neat;
But the white buds swell, one day they will burst,
Will open their death cups drowsy and sweet—
Which will open the first?"
Then a hundred sad voices lifted a wail,
And a hundred glad voices piped on the gale:
"Time is short, life is short," they took up the tale:"
Life is sweet, love is sweet, use to-day while you may;
Love is sweet, and to-morrow may fail;
Love is sweet, use to-day."
And a hundred glad voices piped on the gale:
"Time is short, life is short," they took up the tale:"
Life is sweet, love is sweet, use to-day while you may;
Love is sweet, and to-morrow may fail;
Love is sweet, use to-day."
While the song swept by, beseeching and meek,
Up rose the Prince with a flush on his cheek,
Up he rose to stir and to seek,
Up rose the Prince with a flush on his cheek,
Up he rose to stir and to seek,
