The City Child

Dainty little maiden, whither would you wander?

Whither from this pretty home, the home where mother dwells?

"Far and far away," said the dainty little maiden,

"All among the gardens, auriculas, anemones,

Roses and lilies and Canterbury bells."

Dainty little maiden, whither would you wander?

Whither from this pretty house, this city house of ours?

"Far and far away," said the dainty little maiden,

"All among the meadows, the clover and the clematis,

Daisies and king-cups and honeysuckle flowers."