Twist me a crown of wind-flowers; br That I may fly away br To hear the singers at their song, br And players at their play. br Put on your crown of wind-flowers: br But whither would you go? br Beyond the surging of the sea br And the storms that blow. br Alas! your crown of wind-flowers br Can never make you fly: br I twist them in a crown to-day, br And to-night they die.