A little knight and little maidMet on the rim of Fairyland;A rippling stream betwixt them played;The little knight reached out his hand,And said: “Now, may I cross to you,Or will you come across to me?”Out spoke the little maiden true:“Sir knight, nor this nor that can be:“For I am here white flowers to sow,That little maidens far behind,Or wandering on the plains below,Their pathway up the hill may find.“And you are there good work to do;To clear the brambles from the way,That little knights who follow youMay not upon the mountains stray.”Lucy Larcom
A little knight and little maidMet on the rim of Fairyland;A rippling stream betwixt them played;The little knight reached out his hand,And said: “Now, may I cross to you,Or will you come across to me?”Out spoke the little maiden true:“Sir knight, nor this nor that can be:“For I am here white flowers to sow,That little maidens far behind,Or wandering on the plains below,Their pathway up the hill may find.“And you are there good work to do;To clear the brambles from the way,That little knights who follow youMay not upon the mountains stray.”Lucy Larcom
A little knight and little maidMet on the rim of Fairyland;A rippling stream betwixt them played;The little knight reached out his hand,And said: “Now, may I cross to you,Or will you come across to me?”Out spoke the little maiden true:“Sir knight, nor this nor that can be:“For I am here white flowers to sow,That little maidens far behind,Or wandering on the plains below,Their pathway up the hill may find.“And you are there good work to do;To clear the brambles from the way,That little knights who follow youMay not upon the mountains stray.”Lucy Larcom
A little knight and little maidMet on the rim of Fairyland;A rippling stream betwixt them played;The little knight reached out his hand,
A little knight and little maid
Met on the rim of Fairyland;
A rippling stream betwixt them played;
The little knight reached out his hand,
And said: “Now, may I cross to you,Or will you come across to me?”Out spoke the little maiden true:“Sir knight, nor this nor that can be:
And said: “Now, may I cross to you,
Or will you come across to me?”
Out spoke the little maiden true:
“Sir knight, nor this nor that can be:
“For I am here white flowers to sow,That little maidens far behind,Or wandering on the plains below,Their pathway up the hill may find.
“For I am here white flowers to sow,
That little maidens far behind,
Or wandering on the plains below,
Their pathway up the hill may find.
“And you are there good work to do;To clear the brambles from the way,That little knights who follow youMay not upon the mountains stray.”
“And you are there good work to do;
To clear the brambles from the way,
That little knights who follow you
May not upon the mountains stray.”
Lucy Larcom
Lucy Larcom