ENTRE PARIS ET SAINT-DENIS.
'Twixt Paris fair and St. Denis
The dance was up one day,
And all the ladies of the town
Looked on in brave array.
Sur la feuille ron… don don don,
Sur la joli', joli' feuille ronde.
And all the ladies of the town
Looked on in brave array,
All save the Princess fair, who glanced
Adown the dusty way.
The Princess fair cast wistful looks
Adown the dusty way,
And soon she saw her messenger
Ride from where Nantés lay.
