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Harriet Monroe, ed. (1860–1936). The New Poetry: An Anthology. 1917.

Folk-song—From the Danish

Antoinette DeCoursey Patterson

LITTLE ROSE and her mother, from the boat where it lay,

Bantered each other in the merriest way.

Ha, ha, ha, sa, sa, sa, sa!

Bantered each other in the merriest way!

“No lover shall wed me—no matter how bold—

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.”

From the porch thinks Hr. Peder, amused at her jest,

“’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!”

And when later they entered the garden—behold

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!

But Rosalie, scarlet as fresh-dripping blood,

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.

Then Hr. Peder he kissed her, still full of the jest:

“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!”