Dinah Maria Craik (Дина Мария Крейк)

My Love Annie

SOFT of voice and light of hand
As the fairest in the land--
Who can rightly understand
My love Annie?

Simple in her thoughts and ways,
True in every word she says,--
Who shall even dare to praise
My love Annie?

Midst a naughty world and rude
Never in ungentle mood;
Never tired of being good--
My love Annie.

Hundreds of the wise and great
Might o'erlook her meek estate;
But on her good angels wait,
My love Annie.

Many or few of the loves that may
Shine upon her silent way,--
God will love her night and day,
My love Annie.

1. The New Year
2. A True Hero
3. For Music
4. The House of Clay
5. Plighted

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