The prince that was by me undone
Lives in the cave below;
His limbs would all be whole again
In dozen moons or so.
I tend him like a mother true
It is a joy to me;
The holy saint of wonderous powers
Says, "Gods have forgiven me."
And when the prince is strong and whole
And to his Raj shall he;
My loved lord the king of kings
Will come and live with me.
And here beside this pleasant stream
A home we'll build of straw;
And bright blue-eyed and rosy-smiled
Shall creepers deck it ah!.
And here relieved from worldly cares
His easy head shall rest;
Though spurred by fate from faith it's strayed
Upon this dear breast.
And in the noon the gentle winds,
Shall make us flower beds meet,
And little fawns with fishy eyes
Shall frolic at our feet.
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