Christina Rossetti: A Ring Posy

A Ring Posy

Jess and Jill are pretty girls,   Plump and well to do, In a cloud of windy curls:   Yet I know who Loves me more than curls or pearls.
I'm not pretty, not a bit—   Thin and sallow-pale; When I trudge along the street   I don't need a veil: Yet I have one fancy hit. 
Jess and Jill can trill and sing   With a flute-like voice, Dance as light as bird on wing,   Laugh for careless joys: Yet it's I who wear the ring.
Jess and Jill will mate some day,   Surely, surely: Ripen on to June through May, While the sun shines make their hay,   Slacken steps demurely: Yet even there I lead the way.