The Unconquered Air, and Other Poems (1912)/Song—My Love is Fairer than the Tassled Corn
My love is fairer than the tasseled corn.
My love is fairer than the tasseled corn
That matches with its gold the golden day;
My love is sweeter than the breath of morn
Fragrant with new-mown hay.
There 's nothing dearer or more tender,
And day by day the Graces lend her
A smile, a tear, to bind the heart
And keep it hers alway!