436 THE PRIDE OF YOUTH
PROUD Maisie is in the wood,
Walking so early;
Sweet Robin sits on the bush
Singing so rarely.
‘Tell me, thou bonny bird,
When shall I marry me?’
—‘When six braw gentlemen
Kirkward shall carry ye.’
‘Who makes the bridal bed,
Birdie, say truly?’
—‘The gray-headed sexton
That delves the grave duly.
‘The glowworm o'er grave and stone
Shall light thee steady;
The owl from the steeple sing,
Welcome, proud lady.’