FRØKEN SKÆRE.
Og læg så til en gammel grusom far,
som bare gik omkring og skilte hjerter;
jeg tror der også en formynder var,
for endnu mer at øge deres smerter.
Men hun blev ham og han blev hende tro;
de drømte sammen om et stråtækt bo,
et snehvidt får, som kunde nære to –
MISS JAY.
And then there was a terrible old father,
Whose sport was thrusting happy souls apart;
She had a guardian also, as I gather,
To add fresh torment to her tortured heart.
But each of them was loyal to his vow;
A straw-hatched cottage and a snow-white ewe
They dream’d of, just enough to nourish two--
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