When I think of him I love so,
Oh lor! think of him I love so,
When I am a-thinking of him—
Ouch! my sweetheart, my Bee-no-nee!
(From “Milkanwatha.”)
“NEVER STOOPS THE SOARING VULTURE.”
(Also from “Milkanwatha.”)
Never jumps a sheep that’s frightened,
Over any fence whatever,