Every now and then she glows like the sun
With a winsome sight and the spheric wish,
Like the Romeo’s wish, with her love they run,
The lovely features I have vowed to cherish.
Like beauty like sun through the pretty charm
The cologne I desire from her sunny shine;
The feelings I put to wax in my heart,
With the colour of her beauty so bright.
Spick and span the beauty like the waterfall
The skin a smooth-like edge, though far;
Even her object affront, the apple-John,
Her cherry red lips a touch for a wag.
It is thee I love not to path thy days,
Give back your love and never go away.