The Banner-Democrat. [volume] (Lake Providence, East Carroll Parish, La.) 1892-current, 1896-05-16

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1sT MAID, MISS CARRIE WHITE.
come fair Queen to give to you
These tokens OF affection true.
These flowers l have plucked this morn,
Just newly on earth's bosom born.
Ny heart is full OF love for thee.
For thou art fair as fair can be;
And here before thy throne stand
To hear with joy thy least command.
Thy voice is music to my ear.
Its accents soft long to hear;
All that crave of thee or thine,
Is that thy love be linked with mine.
This tribute then accept, o Queen,
For surely thou hast never seen
So rare gem of roses sweet
AS these lay before thy feet.
End MAID, MISS BESSIE ROUs.
O listen fair Queen! last night in dream
While the world in the darkness was
sleeping,
/ scared far away from the night and the
day,
To country where there is no weeping,
Where no wintry winds blow, and there
never comes snow,
Where the springtime isjoyous and bright
est,
Where the birds in their fight carol all
with delight,
And the zephyrs OF summer are lightest.
1t was there in that land. as / wOve with
This wreath with its flowers so rare,
That some spirit unseen-'twas an angel,
lween-
For she made not sound in the air.
Babe me then to retrace all my steps to the
place
Where the Queen of the May would be
crowned.
And to place at her feet the garland SO
sweet.
While her subjects sat smiling around.
Then she vanished from sight, and into the
I scared on the wings of the wind
To meet my fair Queen this morn on the
green.
And to tell her al angel so kind.
With a smile on her face, had bid me
retrace
My steps to this beautiful grove,
And here to lay down, mid your subjects
around,
This blossoming emblem of love.
And SO, Queen OF May, l have come here
to-day
At the far-away angels command.
To lay at thy feet this garland so sweet,
That was wove IN that bright fairy land.
Whore no wintry winds blow, and there
never comes snow,
Where the springtime is joyous and bright
est,
Where the birds in their fight carol all
with delight,
And the zephyrs OF summer are lightest.
3RD MAID, MISS PoLLIE MONTGOMERY
Fair Queenl we come rejoicing now
To crown thee Queen OF May;
To place this chaplet on thy brow,
And worship thee for aye.
The sweetest time OF all the year
Iswhen the bonny spring
Robes field and meadow smiling near,
And woods with music ring.
1t is n time when hearts are light,
Where faces beam with smiles;
When care is banished from our sight,
And peace the hour beguiles.
At such time we come to thee,
| Your loyal subjects true,
| When all the world is fair and free.
Our homage to renew.
Each rose within this garland rare
But speaks our truest love;
And when 1t spans thy tresses fair,
| Well swear by all above,
That never yet upon this green,
Was Queen more fair to see.
| Nor will one ever here be seen
More beautiful than thee.
And so we crown thee Queen of May,
Fair lady of the land!
We are thy subjects now for aye,
In spirit, heart and hand.
And when those buds shall droop and fade
Years yet to come We'll tell
How once we crowned beneath this shade
Our Queen we loved SO well.
| 9TH MAID, MISS KATIE KENNEDY.
o young lovely Queeni never yet have
A lady SO fair and SO bright,
As you appear now, as on your sweet bro'
That chaplet rests ever so light.
How pretty your bower, how happy th
hour,
J How sparkles thy proud. glancing eve.
, 1t glistens and CLEANS like the day star th'
beams
just as twilight creeps over the sky.
OF our Lady we're proud, and here in tn
Each and all of us say with one voice,
Come sunsine or shade. each dutiful maid
In thy presence shall ever rejoice.
And If ever the morrow shall bring to I
sorrow,
, Fond fancy will picture your face;
And the cloud Will pass by that brougl
tears to the eye.
Il And will leave ofitself not trace.
We have brought you these gems, nature
rich diadems,
From garden and meadow and field.
With the dew drops OF night resting {
them SO light.
The purest that heaven can yield.
! 1 have brought you the rose that entwin
as it grows
Its tender young sprouts round the fran
3 TITS the fair Marshal Neil, and it spea
a what feel,
When my love is entwined round thy nam
4 9Th MAID, MISS BULAH GooDRIC
4 How bright is the day,
!, When the clouds roll away,
u And springtime revIsits the land,
n When all nature is seen
Decked again in her green,
t BY our Heavenly Fathers hand.
Q How sweet 10 the song
r All the happy day long
OF the birds in the top of the trees,
r Where the branches wave high
/. La the clear balmy sky,
u To the soft rock-a-by of the breeze.
Q How fair is the lake.
q Where the waves gently break
Along on its verdure-bound shore