A MAIDEN WONDROUS FAIR.
Within a certain town there dweltA maiden wondrous fair,Whose cheeks were like the rose’s hueAnd golden was her hair.Her eyes were like the twinkling stars,Her teeth were like the pearl;And sons of both the rich and poor,Admired this charming girl.Two constant beaus this maiden had,And each one swore that she,Ere many months had passed away,His own dear wife would be.But soon an incident occurredWhich all their plans upset,When at the maiden’s gate one eveHer two admirers met.Hard words arose between the two,As oft there had before;And that the maid should be his wifeStill each persistent swore.The longer thus they did contend,The more their wrath did rise;Until at last they came to blowsO’er who should have the prize.While thus engaged, a prim young manWith unpretentious mienApproached, just as the maid herselfAppeared upon the scene.Then soon the angry blows were ceasedAnd quietude restored;And each apologized to herWhom he so much adored.Then bowing low, each went his way;Quite black and swollen-eyed;While she whom they had fought to winBecame the third man’s bride.
Within a certain town there dweltA maiden wondrous fair,Whose cheeks were like the rose’s hueAnd golden was her hair.Her eyes were like the twinkling stars,Her teeth were like the pearl;And sons of both the rich and poor,Admired this charming girl.Two constant beaus this maiden had,And each one swore that she,Ere many months had passed away,His own dear wife would be.But soon an incident occurredWhich all their plans upset,When at the maiden’s gate one eveHer two admirers met.Hard words arose between the two,As oft there had before;And that the maid should be his wifeStill each persistent swore.The longer thus they did contend,The more their wrath did rise;Until at last they came to blowsO’er who should have the prize.While thus engaged, a prim young manWith unpretentious mienApproached, just as the maid herselfAppeared upon the scene.Then soon the angry blows were ceasedAnd quietude restored;And each apologized to herWhom he so much adored.Then bowing low, each went his way;Quite black and swollen-eyed;While she whom they had fought to winBecame the third man’s bride.
Within a certain town there dweltA maiden wondrous fair,Whose cheeks were like the rose’s hueAnd golden was her hair.
Her eyes were like the twinkling stars,Her teeth were like the pearl;And sons of both the rich and poor,Admired this charming girl.
Two constant beaus this maiden had,And each one swore that she,Ere many months had passed away,His own dear wife would be.
But soon an incident occurredWhich all their plans upset,When at the maiden’s gate one eveHer two admirers met.
Hard words arose between the two,As oft there had before;And that the maid should be his wifeStill each persistent swore.
The longer thus they did contend,The more their wrath did rise;Until at last they came to blowsO’er who should have the prize.
While thus engaged, a prim young manWith unpretentious mienApproached, just as the maid herselfAppeared upon the scene.
Then soon the angry blows were ceasedAnd quietude restored;And each apologized to herWhom he so much adored.
Then bowing low, each went his way;Quite black and swollen-eyed;While she whom they had fought to winBecame the third man’s bride.