Like eyes of blue.
I stooped to pluck.
It softly said:
"Soon shall I lie
Among the dead!"
I took it up
With tender care,
And bore it home
To plant it there.
It groweth now
Beside my door,
The sweetest flower
Earth ever bore.
IV.THE FISHER-MAID.THOU beautiful fisher-maiden,
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