And part are now in the hall;
They’ll all be off directly,” says I,
“And then I’m over the wall.”
I said to the pink, “Nigh over, I think,
The dancing and glancing and fun:
O young Lloyd Lever, your hopes will sink
When you find the charmer is won!
We’re one, we’re one,” I remarked to the pink,
“In spirit already one.”
And the red of the pink went into my face,