Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895.

Alexander Hay Japp b. 1840

Memories

MY love he went to Burdon Fair,

And of all the gifts that he saw there

Was none could his great love declare;

So he brought me marjoram smelling rare—

Its sweetness filled all the air.

Oh, the days I dote on yet,

Marjoram, pansies, mignonette!

My love he sail’d across the sea,

And all to make a home for me.

Oh, sweet his last kiss on the lea,

The pansies pluck’d beneath the tree,

When he said, “My love, I ’ll send for thee!”

Oh, the days I dote on yet,

Marjoram, pansies, mignonette!

His mother sought for me anon;

So long my name she would not own.

Ah, gladly would she now atone,

For we together make our moan!

She brought the mignonette I ’ve sown.

Oh, the days I dote on yet,

Marjoram, pansies, mignonette!