Poerty.

Western Star, Issue 51, 31 October 1874, Page 6

Poerty.

.LEfflfePD- OF THIS' FQilO^T-M^-NQT. Along the river’s hank they strayed, Two lovers fond and true The maid was fair with golden hair And eyes of azure hue. And in one quiet, shady spot,. They wandered to and fro ; And one would ‘chaff**and one- would laugh, A« lovers will, you know. But presently they paused to gaze Into the placid stream The hank was steep, the water deep,. But tranquil as a dream. At length the maiden fair espied A flower of tiny size ; And it was blue and pretty, too, Much like the maiden’s eyes. 'Look ! look !;* the maiden then.exclaimed, With quick excited tone ; 4 I’d feel sweet jov, without alloy, To call that flower my own A The wor’shad scarcely passed her lips Ere he ha i left, her side : : * This floral mid i» for the mai 1 Who soou wiH be my bride.’ Then to the water’s edge he sped, Down where the flower grew ; And in 1.»« speed, he did not heed His danger. Ail he knew Was that a wish had been expressed B.y her—his love he’d prove. He gained the flower ; but m that hour The maiden lost her love. He slipped ; and sinking ’noath the stream, His dark eyes sought one spot; He cast the-flower upon the shore, And cried, ‘ Forget me not.’