The Melodist/Sweet Laura of the Vale

by Anonymous

Sweet Laura of the Vale.

With hat of straw and russet gown,
Her ringlets hung adown, adown,
And wanton’d in the gale;
With honest heart and simple mein,
How blest an humble village-queen,
Sweet Laura of the Vale!
Sing, dawn, adown.

By greatness lur’d she sought the town,
Her caution all adown, adown,
And hapless is the tale;
Deceiv’d and lost, a fatal proof
That peace from error stands aloof,
Died Laura of the Vale.Sing, &c.