The Yazoo City weekly Whig. (Yazoo City, Miss.) 18??-1855, 1855-02-16
MAUD MILLER.


Beneath Der torn hat glowed the wealth
OF simple beauty and rustic health.
Singing, she wrought, and her merry glse
The mock bird echoed from his tree.
But when she glanced o tlle far 81 town.
White from its bin slope loosng down,
The sweet song died, and vague unrest
And nameless longing flled her breast
"A wish, that she hardly dafed to own,
7 81 something better than she had known
The Judge rode slowly down the lane
Smoothing hs horses chesnpt name
He drew his bride ii tie sliade
fOf the appletrees, U greet Gle maid,
And.ask araught from che spring that flowed
Through the msdow, aeross the road.
she stopped where tie cool spring dubbed Up,
And filed for him her small IT'D cur.
And blushed q Sic gave 4, looking down
On her feet 50 bare and her taliere gown.
''Thankss'' said the Judge, q s'gseia drought
From fairer hand was never quaded
re spoke Of the q IS, ana flowers, and trees.
OF the singing birdsHahd Che hunuaing bees;
Then talked of thehaying, and wondered whether
The cloud n the west would bring foul weather;
And Maud forgot Der brler-toFn gown,
And her graceful ANGLES, bare and brown;
And listened, while i pleased surprise
Looked from her long-lashed hazel eyes
AZ last, Ike one whosfur delay
yain excuse, he.rode aver
Maud 1ialler looea 81 o.
That That ! the Judges bride might Be.
..FIe would dress M ID in silks % che. D
And praise and toast me at bis vine. Hs
my father should wear ] Broadcloth coat;
Ny brother should saiIa painted boat
I'D dress my mother So grand and gay,
And the baby should have new toy each day
''And Fd.feed the hungry and clothethe poor,
And all should bless neswho left our door
The Judged looked back as he clImed the hill -
And saw Maud Muller standing still.
"a form more far, face more sweet
Meier hath it been my lot to meet.
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ssAnd her modest answer and graceful air,
Show her wise and good as she is fair.
.svould she were mine, and to-day,
Like her, harvester Of hay:
mo doubtful balance Of wright and wrongs,
Nor weary lawyers with endless tongues.
ssBut low Of cattle, and song of birds,
And health, and quiet, and loving words. =
But hesthought Of his sisters, proud andcOld, a
And his mother, vain of her rank and gold.
50. q sing his .beart, the Judge rode on,
And Maud was left ID the Geld alone.
But the lawyers smiled that afternoon,
When lie hummed ii court an old love tune;
And the younggrrl inused beside the.well,
Til the rain on the unraked clover fell.
He welded q wife Of richest dover,
Who lived for fashion, as he for power.
Yet oft in his marble hearth's bright glow,
He watched picture come and gos
And sweet Maud Muller's hazel eyes
Looked out in their innocent surprise.
on when the wine IL his glass was red,
He longed for the wayside well Instead;
And closed his eyes on his garnished rooms,
To dream Of meadows and clover blooms.
And the proud man sighed with secret pain;
!. An! that were free againl
..Eree as when 1 rode That day, q
Where the barefoot maiden raked her hay.
She welded man unlearned and poor,
And many children played round her door.
But care and sorrow, end childbirth pain,
Let their traces On her heart and brain.
And Oft, when the summer sun Hhone hot
On the new m0wn hay ID the meadow lot
And she heard the little spring brook fail,
Over the roadside through the wall
ia tie shape q ihe apple tree gain
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