Henry was a worthy king, Mary was his queen, He gave to her a lily Upon a stalk of green. He gave to her a snowdrop, But couldn’t tell a ditty. He made his best to do his job, However[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Henry was a worthy king,
Mary was his queen,
He gave to her a lily
Upon a stalk of green.
He gave to her a snowdrop,
But couldn’t tell a ditty.
He made his best to do his job,
However failed be witty.
She would have told a bulk of words,
So decent, mild and tender,
But only glanced and made a nod,
And bowed low and gently.
Then all for his kindness,
And all for his care,
She gave him a new-laid egg
In the garden there.
Love, can you sing?
I cannot sing.
A story tell?
Not one I know.
Then let us play at queen and king
As down the garden walks we go.
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