Rosamund's Dream

A fine young king on a Stallion tall will to My window Ride. His eyes will sing and his heart Will call for me to be His bride. "Rosamund, Rosamund," he will Say. "Rosamund, Rosamund, Rosamund, Come away." Then a finer king on a Finer horse will come that Selfsame day. And he will bring his crown, Of course, to tempt my love Away. "Rosamund, Rosamund," he will say. "Rosamund, Rosamund, Rosamund, Come Away."