As I was strolling down a woodland way,
I met fair Spring, a garland on her arm;
She stood a moment gazing in dismay,
Then turned and fled away in swift alarm.
And as I strove to follow her swift flight
Along the way that I had seen her pass,...
Upon my mantel-piece they stand,
While all its length between them lies;
He throws a kiss with graceful hand,
She glances back with bashful eyes.
The china Shepherdess is fair,
The Shepherd’s face denotes a heart
Burning with ardor and...
Down from a sunken doorstep to the road,
Through a warm garden full of old-time flowers,
Stretches a pathway, where the wrinkled toad
Sits lost in sunlight through long summer hours.
Ah, little dream the passers in the street
That there, a few...
