Bad Luck.

Bad Luck.

Girl eating from a pan

A little Brittany maidWho never wore gowns of silk,Sat down all aloneOn a great round stone,With a nice bowl of bread and milk.A pert little magpie came,His saucy respects to pay.“Good luck!” cried the maid,Not a bit afraid“I shall have good luck all the day!”Then ere she had ceased to laugh,For she was a merry soul,She looked again,And saw very plainTwo magpies perched on her bowl!The maiden began to cry“Alas! and alack-a-day!’Tis surely a signBad luck will be mine!Bad luck”!—and she ran away.

A little Brittany maidWho never wore gowns of silk,Sat down all aloneOn a great round stone,With a nice bowl of bread and milk.A pert little magpie came,His saucy respects to pay.“Good luck!” cried the maid,Not a bit afraid“I shall have good luck all the day!”Then ere she had ceased to laugh,For she was a merry soul,She looked again,And saw very plainTwo magpies perched on her bowl!The maiden began to cry“Alas! and alack-a-day!’Tis surely a signBad luck will be mine!Bad luck”!—and she ran away.

A little Brittany maidWho never wore gowns of silk,Sat down all aloneOn a great round stone,With a nice bowl of bread and milk.

A little Brittany maid

Who never wore gowns of silk,

Sat down all alone

On a great round stone,

With a nice bowl of bread and milk.

A pert little magpie came,His saucy respects to pay.“Good luck!” cried the maid,Not a bit afraid“I shall have good luck all the day!”

A pert little magpie came,

His saucy respects to pay.

“Good luck!” cried the maid,

Not a bit afraid

“I shall have good luck all the day!”

Then ere she had ceased to laugh,For she was a merry soul,She looked again,And saw very plainTwo magpies perched on her bowl!

Then ere she had ceased to laugh,

For she was a merry soul,

She looked again,

And saw very plain

Two magpies perched on her bowl!

The maiden began to cry“Alas! and alack-a-day!’Tis surely a signBad luck will be mine!Bad luck”!—and she ran away.

The maiden began to cry

“Alas! and alack-a-day!

’Tis surely a sign

Bad luck will be mine!

Bad luck”!—and she ran away.


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