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PHILOPENA
All day the Princess ran away,
All day the Prince ran after;
The palace grand and courtyard gray
Rang out with silvery laughter.
“What, ho!” the King in wonder cried,
“What ails our Princess Lena?”
“Your Majesty,” the Queen replied,
“It is the Philopena.
Our royal daughter fears to stand
Lest she take something from his hand;
The German Prince doth still pursue,
And this doth cause the sweet ado.”
Then, in a lowered voice, the King:
“I'll wage he bears a jewelled ring.
Our guest, the Prince, is brave and fair;
They 'd make, methinks, a seemly pair!”
All day the Prince ran after;
The palace grand and courtyard gray
Rang out with silvery laughter.
“What, ho!” the King in wonder cried,
“What ails our Princess Lena?”
“Your Majesty,” the Queen replied,
“It is the Philopena.
Our royal daughter fears to stand
Lest she take something from his hand;
The German Prince doth still pursue,
And this doth cause the sweet ado.”
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“I'll wage he bears a jewelled ring.
Our guest, the Prince, is brave and fair;
They 'd make, methinks, a seemly pair!”
But still the Princess ran away,
And still the Prince ran after,
While palace grand and courtyard gray
Rang out with silvery laughter.
And still the Prince ran after,
While palace grand and courtyard gray
Rang out with silvery laughter.
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