If that's the girl in days of youth
I played with on the mountain side,
Before I leave this old city
I'll make her my darling bride.
So saying, he sank upon his couch,
And slept in dreams so rich and gay
That loud his servant called and called,
Because 'twas late—far in the day.
That day he had a trip to make
Unto a neighboring town,
And visited a hospital
Kept by a Doctor Brown.
In passing from one of the wards,
While in the open door,
He chanced to turn, and looking back
Saw, kneeling on the floor,
With outstretched arms and pleading eyes,
The girl for years he had not seen;
She'd grown into full womanhood,
She was a perfect fairy Queen.