Poem of the day

Proud Maisie
by Sir Walter Scott (1771-1832)

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.’”

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