The Skies can't keep their secret! They tell it to the Hills - The Hills just tell the Orchards - And they-the Daffodils! A Bird - by chance - that goes that way - Soft overhears the whole - If I should bribe the little Bird - Who knows but she would tell? I think I won't - however - It's finer - not to know - If Summer were an Axiom - What sorcery had snow? So keep your secret - Father! I would not - if I could - Know what the Sapphire Fellows, do, In your new-fashioned world! |