Lilian

III

Prythee weep, May Lilian!

Gaiety without eclipse

Whearieth me, May Lilian;

Thro' my every heart it thrilleth

When from crimson-threaded lips

Silver-treble laughter trilleth:

Prythee weep, May Lilian!

IV

Praying all I can,

If prayers will not hush thee,

Airy Lilian,

Like a rose-leaf I will crush thee,

Fairy Lilian.