ENVOY
Prince, my sweetheart will not agree,—
But the luck of a rover’s the thing for me!
She says I must stay, and I fear her frown,—
Then I’ll marry and settle down.
Gelett Burgess.
Prince, my sweetheart will not agree,—
But the luck of a rover’s the thing for me!
She says I must stay, and I fear her frown,—
Then I’ll marry and settle down.
Gelett Burgess.