Song

Dublin Core

Title

Song

Description

I'll win thee yet, my dainty lass,
I'll win thee yet,
Though you may say me nay, my lass,
I'll win thee yet,
While now your head you hold quite high,
And steal your heart in vain I try,
I'll win it yet, my pretty lass,
I'll win it yet.

Perhaps you may, my haughty lad,
Perhaps you may,
THough I do say you nay, my lad,
Perhaps you may,
But if you do I feel quite sure
You'll wish your love had found a cure,
That is, you may, my haughty lad,
That is, you may.

Creator

W.H.A. Moore

Source

3:49, p. 2

Date

1890.08.30

Collection

Citation

W.H.A. Moore, “Song,” Periodical Poets, accessed April 14, 2024, https://periodicalpoets.com/items/show/474.

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