Silvia
We crowned her and throned her and decked her in green,
And hailed her our beautiful Midsummer Queen,
Silvia!
She stood in the shadow of sycamore trees,
A blossom alluring the honey-fond bees,
Silvia!
She sat on the bank of a crystalline run,
The minnows believing her glances were sun,
Silvia!
She sat among bowers of bushes, and heard
Responses of birds taking her for a bird,
Silvia!
From shadowy woodlands out into the sheen
Of meadows we followed our Midsummer Queen,
Silvia!
A glory of gossamer gold was her hair,
Her brow as a newly blown snowdrop was fair,
Silvia!
And richer and softer than earliest streak
Of bud of carnation, the bloom of her cheek,
Silvia!
Nor flower, nor jewel, nor star in the sky
Was lovely compared with her laughing blue eye,
Silvia!
In the light of her beauty the radiance fled
From garlands of roses encircling her head,
Silvia!
We joyed in her beauty, we followed her feet,
Thanking God in our hearts He had made her so sweet,
Silvia!
Years crowded with labor and care intervene
'Twixt now and the summer we hailed her our Queen,
Silvia!
But the spell of her beauty is on me to-day,
The charm of her sweetness ne'er passes away,
And hailed her our beautiful Midsummer Queen,
Silvia!
She stood in the shadow of sycamore trees,
A blossom alluring the honey-fond bees,
Silvia!
She sat on the bank of a crystalline run,
The minnows believing her glances were sun,
Silvia!
She sat among bowers of bushes, and heard
Responses of birds taking her for a bird,
Silvia!
From shadowy woodlands out into the sheen
Of meadows we followed our Midsummer Queen,
Silvia!
A glory of gossamer gold was her hair,
Her brow as a newly blown snowdrop was fair,
Silvia!
And richer and softer than earliest streak
Of bud of carnation, the bloom of her cheek,
Silvia!
Nor flower, nor jewel, nor star in the sky
Was lovely compared with her laughing blue eye,
Silvia!
In the light of her beauty the radiance fled
From garlands of roses encircling her head,
Silvia!
We joyed in her beauty, we followed her feet,
Thanking God in our hearts He had made her so sweet,
Silvia!
Years crowded with labor and care intervene
'Twixt now and the summer we hailed her our Queen,
Silvia!
But the spell of her beauty is on me to-day,
The charm of her sweetness ne'er passes away,
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