THE QUEEN'S RIDE.
AN INVITATION.
'T IS that fair time of year, Lady mine, When stately Guinevere, In her sea-green robe and hood, Went a-riding through the wood, Lady mine.
And as the Queen did ride, Lady mine, Sir Launcelot at her side Laughed and chatted, bending over, Half her friend and all her lover, Lady mine.
And as they rode along, Lady mine, The throstle gave them song, And the buds peeped through the grass To see youth and beauty pass, Lady mine.
And on, through deathless time, Lady mine, These lovers in their prime, (Two fairy ghosts together!)