Maid Morning
"LT saw the fair Maid Morning pass, ~.) Icross a field of dewy grass, tee ow Into a sylvan glade. . She beckoned and I followed on . IVhere round her fect bright diamonds shoie, Reflecting every shade eo _ OF every scintillating gem eIdorning mouarch’s:diademYet there so freely laid. She led me to a bosky dell Where primrose pale, sweet asphodel, And blue forget-me-not Wrought broideries beside the stream That lulled saw senses to a dream In that enchanting spot; Tho’ ’twas to me so strange a thing That there I should be lingering, The world and time forgot. But quietly beckoning again Back to the haunts of busy men She led me just on time; And with me down a city street The echoes of her fairy feet Kept lilting into rhvyine
Like sweet bells’ distant chime.
Chris
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Radio Record, Volume V, Issue 10, 18 September 1931, Unnumbered Page
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138Maid Morning Radio Record, Volume V, Issue 10, 18 September 1931, Unnumbered Page
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