Your aspect was sunny and bright,
And my fancies ran wild, when I slumbered,
Depicting the charms of your site.
I think I shall never forget, love,
How I called with an order to view;
You were empty, and still "To be Let," love,
And I was untenanted too.
I stocked you; I saw that we stood, love,
On mutually suitable spots,
And I swore I would do what I could, love,