What will you give to a barefoot lass, br Morning with breath like wine? br Wade, bare feet! In my wide morass br Starry marigolds shine. br Alms, sweet Noon, for a barefoot lass, br With her laughing looks aglow! br Run, bare feet! In my fragrant grass br Golden buttercups blow. br br Gift, a gift for a barefoot lass, br O twilight hour of dreams! br Rest, bare feet, by my lake of glass, br Where the mirrored sunset gleams. br br Homeward the weary merchants pass, br With the gold bedimmed by care. br Little they wise that the barefoot lass br Is the only millionaire.