Goblin Market

• Come buy, come buy
• Laura bow'd her head to hear,

  Lizzie viel'd her blushes
• "We must not look at goblin men,

  We must not buy their fruits
• They sounded kind and full of loves
• Like a lily from the beck
• "You have much gold upon your head"...

  She clipp'd a precious golden lock
• She never tasted such before
• Do you not remember Jeanie
• Yet my mouth waters still
• Golden head by golden head,

  Like two pigeons in one nest

  Folded in each other's wings
• Lizzie with an open heart,

  Laura in an absent dream,

  One content, one sick in part;

  One warbling for the mere bright day's delight,

  One longing for the night.
• Laura turn'd cold as stone

  To find her sister heard that cry alone
• gnash'd her teeth for baulk'd desire
• Her hair grew thin and grey...

  ...sunk eyes and faded mouth
• She thought of Jeanie in her grave,

  Who should have been a bride;

  But who for joys brides hope to have

  Fell sick and died
• "Nay, take a seat with us

  Honour and eat with us"
• No longer wagging, purring,

  But visibly demurring,

  Grunting and snarling.

  One call'd her proud,

  Cross-grain'd, uncivil;

  Their tones wax'd loud,

  Their looks were evil.
• White and golden Lizzie stood,

  Like a lily in a flood, -

  Like a rock of blue-vein'd stone
• Mad to tug her standard down.
• One may lead a horse to water,

  Twenty cannot make him drink.
• Eat me, drink me, love me
• Swift fire spread through her veins, knock'd at her heart,

  Met the fire smouldering there

  And overbore its lesser flame
• when both were wives

  With children of their own
• Their fruits like honey to the to the throat

  But poison in the blood
• For there is no friend like a sister

  In calm or stormy weather