Overheard on a Saltmarsh"<br /><br />Nymph, nymph, what are your beads?<br /><br />Green glass, goblin. Why do you stare at them?<br /><br />Give them me.<br />No.<br /><br />Give them me. Give them me.<br />No.<br /><br />Then I will howl all night in the reeds,<br />Lie in the mud and howl for them.<br /><br />Goblin, why do you love them so?<br /><br />They are better than stars or water,<br />Better than voices of winds that sing,<br />Better than any man's fair daughter,<br />Your green glass beads on a silver ring.<br /><br />Hush, I stole them out of the moon.<br /><br />Give me your beads, I want them.<br />No.<br /><br />I will howl in the deep lagoon<br />For your green glass beads, I love them so.<br />Give them me. Give them.<br />No.