TESTO DEL LIED"Heartsease"
di Lelia C. Stiles
Down in the valley there below,
Waving green with a wealth of corn,
They are sighing from night till morn,
Saying: "Where, where does the heartsease grow?"
I, a star in the solemn blue,
See where, searching, the footsteps pass,
Pass purple tints in the trodden grass:
Ah! if they only knew!