GIFTS
Reading edition
I fain would give you golden gifts, But you have gold more rare, Since your Good Fairy gave to you A crown of golden hair. A silver trinket then, perhaps, Would make your heart rejoice, But what is silver to a maid With such a silvery voice? Or would a gem your fancy please? You’ve plenty, I surmise, Your lips are rubies, rosy-hued, And diamonds bright, your eyes. Within this scented garden fair, A precious gift I’ll seek, To match the lily of your throat, The roses in your cheek.