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The Mistletoe Bough · Ririro.com - Poetry

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  Speaker 1: The mistletoe bow. The mistletoe hung in the castle hall,
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  Speaker 1: the holly branch shone on the old oak wall, and
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  Speaker 1: the baron's retainers were blithe. The baron beheld with a
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  Speaker 1: father's pride his beautiful child, young Lovel's bride, while she,
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  Speaker 1: with her bright eyes, seemed to be nacked the star
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  Speaker 1: of the goodly company. I'm weary of dancing now, she cried,
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  Speaker 1: here tarry a moment. I'll hide, I'll hide, And Lovel
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  Speaker 1: be sure thou art first to trace the clue to
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  Speaker 1: my secret lurking place. And her friends began, each tower
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  Speaker 1: to search, and each nook to scan, and young Lovel cried, Oh,
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  Speaker 1: where dost thou hide? I'm lonesome without thee my own
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  Speaker 1: dear bride. They sought her that night, and they sought
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  Speaker 1: her next day, ejected, and they sought her in vain,
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  Speaker 1: while a week passed away in the highest, the lowest,
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  Speaker 1: the loneliest spot, Young Lovel sought wildly, but found her not.
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  Speaker 1: And years flew by, and their grief at last was
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  Speaker 1: told as a sorrowful tale long past phosphate. And when
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  Speaker 1: Lovel appeared, the children cried, see the old man weeps
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  Speaker 1: for his fairy bride at length. An oak chest that
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  Speaker 1: had long lain hid was found in the castle. They
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  Speaker 1: raised the lid, and a skeleton form lay moldering there
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  Speaker 1: in the bridal wreath of that lady fair O sad
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  Speaker 1: was her fate in sportive jest. She hid from her
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  Speaker 1: lord in the old oak chest perif roll with a
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  Speaker 1: spring and dreadful doom. The bride lay clasped in her
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  Speaker 1: living tomb