How the eye of the beholder in entranced rapture glows
On those hose, hose, hose, hose,
Hose, hose, hose—
Those grace-enveloped, full-developed hose.
You, by chance, may see those hose—
Well-filled hose—
Peeping from the mystic meshes of a labyrinth of clothes.
Damsels dark and damsels fair,
Each, mayhaps, displays a pair
Of deftly-woven, parti-colored stockings, which more winsomely allure