The Morning-Glories.
They bloom up the fresh, green trellis In airy, vigorous ease, And their fragrant, sensuous honey Is best beloved of the bees. Oh! the rose knows the dainty secret How the morning-glory blows, For the rose told me the secret, And the jessamine told the rose. And the jessamine said at midnight, Ere the red cock woke and crew, That the fays of queen Titania Came there to bathe in the dew. And the merry moonlight glistened On wet, long, yellow hair, And their feet on the flowers drowsy Trod softer than any air. And their petticoats, gay as bubbles, They hung up every one On the morning-glories' tendrils Till their moonlight bath were done. But the red cock crew too early, And the fays left hurriedly, And this is why in the morning Their petticoats there you see.
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