Poems (Nealds)/Lady's Answer

by Adeline Martha Nealds

LADY'S ANSWER.

If thou'st planted thy bower
With many a flower,
 And bade them bloom for me,
I ne'er will twine
These locks of mine,
 With any thing but flow'rs,

Each gaud and gem,
I'll leave to them,
 Who'd scorn a life like ours.
I'll come to night,
When the moon's pale light
 Is hid by a shadowing cloud,

I'll leave the dome,
Of my father's home,
 And his princely turrets proud.
Then wait for me,
By the linden tree,
 That grows by the castle wall;

I ne'er will twine
These locks of mine,
 With any thing but flow'rs,
Each gaud and gem,
I'll leave to them,
 Who'd scorn a life like ours.

I'll come to night,
When the moon's pale light
 Is hid by a shadowing cloud,
I'll leave the dome,
Of my father's home,
 And his princely turrets proud.

Then wait for me,
By the linden tree,
 That grows by the castle wall;
In thy bower of green,
I will be queen,
 And thou be lord of all.