This to divine were not so difficult.
CHORUS.
Old as I am on thy young lips I hang.
ELECTRA.
From what head could the lock be cut but mine?
CHORUS.
They that should offer mourning locks are foes.
ELECTRA.
This lock of hair is wondrous like in hue.
This to divine were not so difficult.
Old as I am on thy young lips I hang.
From what head could the lock be cut but mine?
They that should offer mourning locks are foes.
This lock of hair is wondrous like in hue.