The Cap and Bells

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The	jester walked in	the	garden:

	Asus2	A
The	garden had fallen	still;

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He	bade his soul	rise upw	ard

	D	Asus2	A
And	stand on her	window-	sill.

	D	Dsus2	D
It	rose in a straight	blue gar	ment,

	Asus2	A
When	owls began to	call:

	Asus2	A
It had	grown wise-tongued by	thinking

	D	A
Of a	quiet and light foot	fall;

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But the	young queen would	not list	en;

	Asus2	A
She	rose in her pale night-	gown;

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She	drew in the heavy	case	ment

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And	pushed the latches	down.

He bade his heart go to her,

When the owls called out no more;

In a red and quivering garment

It sang to her through the door.

It had grown sweet-tongued by dreaming

Of a flutter of flower-like hair;

But she took up her fan from the table

And waved it off on the air.

`I have cap and bells,' he pondered,

`I will send them to her and die';

And when the morning whitened

He left them where she went by.

She laid them upon her bosom,

Under a cloud of her hair,

And her red lips sang them a love-song

Till stars grew out of the air.

She opened her door and her window,

And the heart and soul came through,

To her right hand came the red one,

To her left hand came the blue.

They set up a noise like crickets,

A chattering wise and sweet,

And her hair was a folded flower

And the quiet of love in her feet.