“My Love hath golden hair,”
Sang one, “and like the wine
The red lips of my Fair.”
The other sang, “So’s mine.”
“My Love is wondrous wise,”
Sang one, “and wondrous fine
And wondrous dark her eyes.”
The other sang, “So’s mine.”
“My Love hath golden hair,”
Sang one, “and like the wine
The red lips of my Fair.”
The other sang, “So’s mine.”
“My Love is wondrous wise,”
Sang one, “and wondrous fine
And wondrous dark her eyes.”
The other sang, “So’s mine.”