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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=348185" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Little HandMaiden</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The King's son walks in the garden fair-<br>Oh, the maiden's heart is merry!<br>He little knows for his toil and care,<br>That the bride is gone and the bower is bare.<br>Put on garments of white, my maidens!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The sun shines bright through the casement high-<br>Oh, the maiden's heart is merry!<br>The little handmaid, with a laughing eye,<br>Looks down on the king's son, strolling by.<br>Put on garments of white, my maidens!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'He little knows that the bride is gone,<br>And the Earl knows little as he;<br>She is fled with her lover afar last night<br>And the King's son is left to me.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And back to her chamber with velvety step<br>The little handmaid did glide,<br>And a gold key took from her bosom sweet,<br>And opened the great chests wide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She bound her hair with a band of blue,<br>And a garland of lilies sweet;<br>And put on her delicate silken shoes,<br>With roses at her feet.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She clad her body in spotless white,<br>With a girdle as red as blood.<br>The glad white raiment her beauty bound,<br>As the sepels blind the bud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And round and round her white neck she flung<br>A necklace of sapphires blue;<br>On one white finger of either hand<br>A shining ring she drew.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And down the stairway and out of the door<br>She glided, as soft and light,<br>As an airy tuft of a thistle seed<br>Might glide through the grasses bright.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And into the garden sweet she stole-<br>The little birds carolled loud-<br>Her beauty shone as a star might shine<br>In the rift of the morning cloud.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The King's son walked in the garden fair,<br>And the little handmaiden came,<br>Through the midst of a shimmer of roses red,<br>Like a sunbeam through a flame.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The King's son marvelled, his heart leaped up,<br>'And art thou my bride?' said he,<br>'For, North or South, I have never beheld<br>A lovelier maid than thee.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'And dost thou love me?' the little maid cried,<br>'A fine King's son, I wis!'<br>And the king's son took her with both his hands,<br>And her ruddy lips did kiss.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the little maid laughed till the beaded tears,<br>Ran down in a silver rain.<br>'O foolish King's son!' and she clapped her hands,<br>Till the gold rings rang again.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'O King's son, foolish and fooled art thou,<br>For a goodly game is played:<br>Thy bride is away with her lover last night,<br>And I am her little handmaid.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the King's son sware a great oath, said he-<br>Oh, the maiden's heart is merry!<br>'If the Earl's fair daughter a traitress be,<br>The little handmaid is enough for me.'<br>Put on garments of white, my maidens!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The King's son walks in the garden fair-<br>Oh, the maiden's heart is merry!<br>And the little handmaiden walketh there,<br>But the old Earl pulleth his beard for care.<br>Put on garments of white, my maidens!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Archibald+Lampman">Archibald Lampman</a><div class=q>
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Oh, the maiden's heart is merry!
He little knows for his toil and care,
That the bride is gone and the bower is bare.
Put on garments of white, my maidens!

The sun shines bright through the casement high-
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