Classic Poem

“O WILL you wear a nosegay
If I should pluck the flowers,
And will it be the dearer
In four-and-twenty hours?”
“Yes, I will wear your nosegay
A day upon my breast,
And then among my treasures
A life-time it will rest.”
They have an old enchantment
Of scents that never wane,
And posies are the sweetest
From Love Lane.

“O will you sing a song, love,
With magic words of mine,
Of prayer, and praise, and pleasure,
The olive and the vine?”
“Yes, I will sing your song, love,
And never may they cease,
The prayer, the praise, and pleasure,
The plenty and the peace.”
It has an old enchantment
The song with that refrain.
But still it sounds the clearer
Down Love Lane.

“O will you walk with me, love,
Low carolling my song,
And wear my nosegay emblem,
And dare to love me long?”
“Yes, I will walk with you, love,
Forever and a day,
The flowers will help to brighten,
The song will cheer the way.”
And 'tis the old enchantment,
The story told again,
For all the world must wander
Through Love Lane.