Sara Teasdale, comp. (1884–1933).
The Answering Voice: One Hundred Love Lyrics by Women. 1917. | | | | The Siller Crown | | By Susanna Blamire |
| | | “AND ye sall walk in silk attire, | |
| And siller hae to spare, | |
| Gin ye ’ll consent to be his bride, | |
| Nor think o’ Donald mair.” | |
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| O, wha wad buy a silken gown | 5 |
| Wi’ a puir broken heart? | |
| Or what ’s to me a siller crown | |
| Gin frae my love I part? | |
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| The mind whose meanest wish is pure | |
| Far dearest is to me, | 10 |
| And ere I ’m forced to break my faith, | |
| I ’ll lay me down and dee. | |
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| For I hae vowed a virgin’s vow | |
| My lover’s faith to share, | |
| An’ he has gi’en to me his heart, | 15 |
| An’ what can man do mair? | |
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| His mind and manners won my heart, | |
| He gratefu’ took the gift, | |
| An’ did I wish to seek it back | |
| It wad be waur than theft. | 20 |
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| The langest life can ne’er repay | |
| The love he bears to me, | |
| And ere I ’m forced to break my faith, | |
| I ’ll lay me down an’ dee. | | | | |
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