Willow Land Poem by Radclyffe Hall

Willow wand, willow wand,
Change this little slender frond
To a Princess tall and fair.
With a mass of golden hair.
Of golden hair.

Willow wand, willow wand.
Change this shallow meadow pond
To a deep and crystal pool.
Where she bathes at even cool.
At even cool.

Wand cut from the willow tree.
Build a fairy home for me,
Build a home of light and shade,
Sun and shadow deftly made.
Most deftly made.

There where nothing comes to part,
With the ladye of my heart
I will dwell for ever—ever ;
We will quarrel never—never.
Oh ! never—never !