And gazed at the piper for thirteen weeks;
Then she follow'd him out o'er the misty leas.
Her sheep follow'd her, as their tails did them
(Butter and eggs and a pound of cheese),
And this song is consider'd a perfect gem,
And as to the meaning, it's what you please.
Charles S. Calverley.
CIMABUELLA
FAIR-TINTED cheeks, clear eyelids drawn