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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=448918" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jonquil And Fleur-de-lys</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">i</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Jonquil was a shepherd lad,<br>White he was as the curded cream,<br>Hair like the buttercups he had,<br>And wet green eyes like a full chalk stream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His teeth were as white as the stones that lie<br>Down in the depths of the sun-bright river,<br>And his lashes danced like a dragon-fly<br>With drops on the gauzy wings that quiver.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">iii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His lips were as red as round ripe cherries,<br>And his delicate cheek's and his rose-pink neck<br>Were stained with the colour of dog-rose berries<br>When they lie on the snow like a crimson fleck.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">iv</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His feet were all stained with the cowslips and grass<br>To amber and verdigris,<br>And through his folds one day did pass<br>The young prince Fleur-de-lys.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">v</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Fleur-de-lys was the son of the king.<br>He was as white as an onyx stone,<br>His hair was curled like a daffodil ring,<br>And his eyes were like gems in the queen's blue zone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">vi</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His teeth were as white as the white pearls set<br>Round the thick white throat of the queen in the hall,<br>And his lashes were like the dark silk net<br>That she binds her yellow hair withal.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">vii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His lips were as red as the red rubies<br>The king's bright dagger-hilt that deck,<br>And pale rose-pink as the amethyst is<br>Were his delicate cheeks and his rose-pink neck.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">viii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">His feet were all shod in shoes of gold,<br>And his coat was as gold as a blackbird's bill is,<br>With jewel on jewel manifold,<br>And wrought with a pattern of golden lilies.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">ix</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When Fleur-de-lys espied Jonquil<br>He was as glad as a bird in May ;<br>He tripped right swiftly a-down the hill,<br>And called to the shepherd boy to play.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">x</div><div style="margin:10px 0">This fell out ere the sheep-shearing,<br>That these two lads did sport and toy,<br>Fleur-de-lys the son of the king,<br>And sweet Jonquil the shepherd boy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xi</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And after they had played awhile,<br>Thereafter they to talking fell,<br>And full an hour they did beguile<br>While each his state and lot did tell.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">For Jonquil spake of the little sheep,<br>And the tender ewes that know their names,<br>And he spake of his wattled hut for sleep,<br>And the country sports and the shepherds' games.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xiii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he plucked a reed from the edge that girds<br>The river bank, and with his knife<br>Made a pipe, with a breath like the singing birds<br>When they flute to their loves in a musical strife.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xiv</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And he told of the night so long and still<br>When he lay awake till he heard the feet<br>Of the goat-foot god coming over the hill,<br>And the rustling sound as he passed through the wheat.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xv</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And Fleur-de-lys told of the king and the court,<br>And the stately dames and the slender pages,<br>Of his horse and his hawk and his mimic fort,<br>And the silent birds in their golden, cages.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xvi</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And the jewelled sword with the damask blade<br>That should be his in his fifteenth spring ;<br>And the silver sound that the gold horns made,<br>And the tourney lists and the tilting ring.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xvii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And after that they did devise<br>For mirth and sport, that each should wear<br>The other's clothes, and in this guise<br>Make play each other's parts to bear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xviii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whereon they stripped off all their clothes,<br>And when they stood up in the sun,<br>They were as like as one white rose<br>On one green stalk, to another one.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xix</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And when Jonquil as a prince was shown<br>And Fleur-de-lys as a shepherd lad,<br>Their mothers' selves would not have known<br>That each the other's habit had.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xx</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And Jonquil walked like the son of a king<br>With dainty steps and proud haut look ;<br>And Fleur-de-lys, that sweet youngling,<br>Did push and paddle his feet in the brook.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxi</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And while they made play in this wise,<br>Unto them all in haste did run,<br>Two lords of the court, with joyful cries,<br>That long had sought the young king's son.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And to Jonquil they reverence made<br>And said, ' My lord, we are come from the king,<br>Who is sore vexed that thou hast strayed<br>So far without a following.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxiii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then unto them said Fleur-de-lys<br>' You do mistake, my lords, for know<br>That I am the son of the king, and this<br>Is sweet Jonquil, my playfellow.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxiv</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whereat one of these lords replied,<br>' Thou lying knave, I'll make thee rue<br>Such saucy words.' But Jonquil cried,<br>' Nay, nay, my lord, 'tis even true.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxv</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Whereat these lords were sore distressed,<br>And one made answer bending knee,<br>' My lord the prince is pleased to jest.'<br>But Jonquil answered, ' Thou shalt see.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxvi</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sure never yet so strange a thing<br>As this before was seen,<br>That a shepherd was thought the son of a king,<br>And a prince a shepherd boy to have been.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxvii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">' Now mark me well, my noble lord,<br>A shepherd's feet go bare and cold,<br>Therefore they are all green from the sward,<br>And the buttercup makes a stain of gold.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxviii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">' That I am Jonquil thus thou shalt know,<br>And that this be very Fleur-de-lys<br>If his feet be like the driven snow,<br>And mine like the amber and verdigris.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxix</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He lifted up the shepherd's frock<br>That clothed the prince, and straight did show<br>That his naked feet all under his smock<br>Were whiter than the driven snow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxx</div><div style="margin:10px 0">He doffed the shoes and the clothes of silk<br>That he had gotten from Fleur-de-lys,<br>And all the rest was as white as milk,<br>But his feet were like amber and verdigris.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxxi</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With that they each took back his own,<br>And when his second change was done,<br>As a shepherd boy was Jonquil shown<br>And Fleur-de-lys the king's true son.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">xxxii</div><div style="margin:10px 0">By this the sun was low in the heaven,<br>And Fleur-de-lys must ride away,<br>But ere he left, with kisses seven,<br>He vowed to come another day.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Lord+Alfred+Douglas">Lord Alfred Douglas</a><div class=q>
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Jonquil was a shepherd lad,
White he was as the curded cream,
Hair like the buttercups he had,
And wet green eyes like a full chalk stream.

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