216 THE ENCHANTED PLANTS. 
FABLE HI. 
DESPAIR. 
List, maidens, in this witching hour. 
How a charmed Hare-bell loved a swain, 
Yclep’d the shepherd of the bower. 
Who cared not for her pain. 
Yet he, forsooth, was kind and good, 
And he wooed Geraldine the fair. 
And gathered garlands in the wood 
To ueck her golden hair. 
He culled the wild Rose wet with dew, 
He culled the Lily of the vale, 
And Eglantine, and Violet blue. 
Sweet May, and Primrose pale. 
And eke this small bell, mid the grass. 
His eye exploring oft would meet— 
And yet he stooped not, for alas ! 
She breathed no tempting sweet. 
