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FLOWERS BY THE POtLl'S. 
RIVER LILIES. 
(After Grethe’s “ Haiden-Roslein.”) 
. Saw a boy three Lilies white, 
Lilies in the river, 
Half heart open to the light, 
Full of golden arrows bright, 
Each a silver quiver. 
Lilies, Lilies, Lilies white, 
Lilies in the river. 
Said the boy, “ I’ll pluck you there, 
Lilies in the river !” 
Said the Lilies, “ If you dare 
You shall drown, or homeward fare 
Dripping and ashiver!” 
Lilies, Lilies, Lilies white, 
Lilies in the river. 
Willful still the boy would clasp 
Lilies in the river ; 
Tumbled in ere he could grasp, 
Scrambled out with puff and gasp, 
Plucked no Lilies ever. 
Lilies, Lilies, Lilies white, 
Lilies in the river. 
F. W. Bourdillon^ 
