An' up a narra gloomy sthreet,
Up to a Palace Halls!
An' there they wor, all splindid lit,
"Come in me love," siz she.
I thought me heart'ed brake, to hear
Her spake so kind to me!
Well in we wint, an' down we sat,
Behind a marvel schreen,
An' there we dhrank, of drink galore,
Me an' the Fairy Queen.