A soldier young and brave was he That sought the big Bazaar; A Maiden sweet and fair was she, As Maidens often are. He spoke, in Whispers passion-fraught, Of Love that could not fail; She spoke (no Matter what she thought) Of Things that were for Sale. "I want," declared the ardent Youth, "The sweetest Sweet of All!" "Oh, yes!" she said; "the Candy Booth Is just across the Hall." "A Rose," he breathed, "of Edenglade I seek, my life to crown!" "The Flower Stand," observed the Maid, "Is four Aisles farther down." "Then be my Bride!" that Soldier cried, "My Own, my Heart's Delight!" "Engagement Rings?" she softly sighed; "Three Counters toward the Right!" | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ANCHORED TO THE INFINITE by EDWIN MARKHAM CHILDREN by WALTER SAVAGE LANDOR TO ONE IN PARADISE by EDGAR ALLAN POE LOCHABER NO MORE by ALLAN RAMSAY IN MEMORIAM (EASTER 1915) by PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS THE TWO APRIL MORNINGS by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH ODES: BOOK 2: ODE 4. TO THE HON. CHARLES TOWNSHEND, IN THE COUNTRY by MARK AKENSIDE |