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  ― 219 ―

The Goldsmith's Little Daughter.

With pearl and precious stone around,
He stood beneath his sign:
“The richest treasure I have found,”
The goldsmith cried, “is Helen,
Dear little daughter mine!”

A brave knight bowed his plumëd head:
“Good morrow, maiden fair,
Good morrow, goldsmith, too,” he said,
“Make me a costly coronal
For my sweet bride's bright hair.”

And when the coronal was made
And flashed its dazzling sheen,
Helen its massy brilliance weighed,
When no eye saw her lift it,—
A mournful maid, I ween.

“Ah, wondrous happy is the bride
Whose this fine crown shall be!
Ah, would the dear knight give,” she sighed,
“To me a rose-wreath only,
How he would bless poor me!”

Again the brave night bowed his head,
And viewed the glittering band:
“Oh, set me, goldsmith,” now he said,
A ring of richest diamonds
For my sweet bride's white hand.

And when the diamond ring was made
And flashed its dewy sheen,
A finger half within it strayed,
When no eye saw the trial,—
A mournful maid's I ween.

“Ah, wondrous happy is the bride
Whose this fine ring shall be!
Ah, would the dear night give,” she sighed,
“To me a dark curl only,
How he would bless poor me!”

Again the brave night bowed his head,
To viewed the ring he hied:
“Right well O goldsmith,” now he said,
“Thou'st made the ring and coronal
I mean for my sweet bride.




  ― 220 ―
“Still that the bravery may be tried,
Upon thy hand and brow,
Fair maid, what's meant for my loved bride
I'll place for proof—step hither!
She is as fair as thou.”

The early Sunday sunlight sbone;
Therefore, the maiden fair
Her Sunday raiment had put on
To go to church to Matins—
With an especial care.

With glowing blush, and eyes cast down,
She stept and took her stand;
He placed on her the golden crown,
The ring of richest diamonds,
Then clasped her trembling hand.

“My Helen sweet, my Helen dear,
The jest is ended now;
The bride I talked of standeth here,—
'Tis thou must wear the diamonds,
The crown is for thy brow.

“Gold, pearls, and stones of precious sheen
Have ever gleamed round thee;
This must to thee a sign have been
That unto lordly honour
Thou would'st soar at last with me.”

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