Once on a golden day, <br />In the golden month of May, <br />I gave my heart away-- <br />Little birds were singing. <br /> <br />I culled my heart in truth, <br />Wet with the dews of youth, <br />For love to take, forsooth-- <br />Little flowers were springing. <br /> <br />Love sweetly laughed at this, <br />And between kiss and kiss <br />Fled with my heart in his: <br />Winds warmly blowing. <br /> <br />And with his sun and shower <br />Love kept my heart in flower, <br />As in the greenest bower <br />Rose richly glowing. <br /> <br />Till, worn at evensong, <br />Love dropped my heart among <br />Stones by the way ere long; <br />Misprizèd token. <br /> <br />There in the wind and rain, <br />Trampled and rent in twain, <br />Ne'er to be whole again, <br />My heart lies broken.<br /><br />Mathilde Blind<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/once-on-a-golden-day/
