A charming bride—subservient friends.
To rival him were something which
The dream of Avarice transcends.
That charming bride a mother owns
Whom FORTUNATUS brands a brute:
She mars his life's entrancing tones—
His Rift within the Lute!
Then, PEREGRINE—he journeys far;
Unshackled, he by toil's routine:
By turns he quaffs a samovar