Oh for someone with a heart, head and hand. Whatever they call them, what do I care, aristocrat, democrat, autocrat, just be it one that can rule and dare not lie.

It may be we shall touch the Happy Isles, And see the great Achilles whom we knew.

Oh for someone with a heart, head and hand. Whatever they call them, what do I care, aristocrat, democrat, autocrat, just be it one that can rule and dare not lie.

I the heir of all the ages, in the foremost files of time.

Kind hearts are more than coronets, And simple faith than Norman blood.

The woods decay, the woods decay and fall.

The bearing and the training of a child Is woman's wisdom.