Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.
Folk-songFrom the DanishAntoinette DeCoursey Patterson
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Bantered each other in the merriest way.
Ha, ha, ha, sa, sa, sa, sa!
Bantered each other in the merriest way!
Till trees in the garden bear blossoms of gold.”
Ha, ha, ha, sa, sa, sa, sa!
“Till trees in the garden bear blossoms of gold.”
“’Tis always the one who laughs latest laughs best!”
Ha, ha, ha, sa, sa, sa, sa!
“’Tis always the one who laughs latest laughs best!”
From each tree was hanging a ring of bright gold!
Ha, ha, ha, sa, sa, sa, sa!
From each tree was hanging a ring of bright gold!
Kept both her eyes fixed on the grass where she stood.
Ha, ha, ha, sa, sa, sa, sa!
Kept both her eyes fixed on the grass where she stood.
“Most surely the one who laughs latest laughs best!”
Ha, ha, ha, sa, sa, sa, sa!
“Most surely the one who laughs latest laughs best!”