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I hear sweet music, rich gowns I wear, / I live in splendour and state; / But I'd give it all to be young once more, / And steal through the old low-lintelled door, / To watch at the orchard gate.
There are flowers by thousands these ball-rooms bear, / Fair blossoms, wondrous and new; / But all the flowers that a hot-house grows / I would give for the scent of a certain rose / That a cottage garden grew!
Oh, diamonds that sparkle on bosom and hair, / Oh, rubies that glimmer and glow -- / I am tired of my bargain and tired of you! / I would give you all for a daisy or two / From a little grave I know.