Open main menu

Ah, sweet young blood, that makes the heart
  So full of joy, and light,
That dying children dance with it
  From early morn till night.

My dreams were blossoms, hers the fruit,
  She was my dearest care;
With gentle hand, and for it, I
  Made playthings of her hair.

I made my fingers rings of gold,
  And bangles for my wrist;
You should have felt the soft, warm thing
  I made to glove my fist.

And she should have a crown, I swore,
  With only gold enough
To keep together stones more rich
  Than that fine metal stuff.

Her golden hair gave me more joy
  Than Jason's heart could hold,
When all his men cried out—Ah, look!
  He has the Fleece of Gold!

This work is in the public domain in the United States because it was published before January 1, 1924.

The author died in 1940, so this work is also in the public domain in countries and areas where the copyright term is the author's life plus 75 years or less. This work may also be in the public domain in countries and areas with longer native copyright terms that apply the rule of the shorter term to foreign works.