Freston
5
THE GOLDEN WEDDING
(To the guests.)
In a land of beauty and old romance,
Many miles across the sea,
I once met a lassie, saucy and bold,
Who stole my heart from me.
Her eyes were the color of heaven's own blue
And her cheeks had the rose's glow;
They were flushed by a heart that beat healthy and true,
Full fifty years ago.
In a land of beauty and old romance,
Many miles across the sea,
I once met a lassie, saucy and bold,
Who stole my heart from me.
Her eyes were the color of heaven's own blue
And her cheeks had the rose's glow;
They were flushed by a heart that beat healthy and true,
Full fifty years ago.
As I gladly look about me here
On this goodly company,
There is none of them all that can even compare
With the girl that she used to be.
The girl that flew over the Connaught hills
With a step as light as a doe,—
She needed no paint nor powder nor frills
Just fifty years ago.
On this goodly company,
There is none of them all that can even compare
With the girl that she used to be.
The girl that flew over the Connaught hills
With a step as light as a doe,—
She needed no paint nor powder nor frills
Just fifty years ago.
