Vicky

For the beauty of your face

Men might search them every place,

But not find.

On your lips and in your eyes

Is that gift of sweet surprise

Of your mind.

We proud men must bow before

Your fair truth that we adore—-

Music heard.

Akouson, a fledgling new,

Send it flying ever true,

As your word!

Then we’ll hear, in every place,

The beauty if your face

And your mind.

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