THE CORNFLOWER
Russian Folk songs with English Translations p 41 #35

I know a dain-ty litt-le flow'r that grows a-mid the corn
Its robe of blue with such an air of mo-des-ty is worn,
You'd think the flow'r was hi-ding there, Un-wil-ling to be found;
Ah! flow'-ret blue, in vain you hide, when har-vest time comes round,
A-mid the sheaves of gol-den corn, your pe-tals must be bound.