MAUD AND KATE.
Copyright, 1891, by Chas. F. Pidgin.
Words by Chas. F. Pidgin. Music by Alice E. Fleming
Ah, Maud, with thine eyes so fond and true,
Those dear eyes as blue as the skies above;
Ah, Maud, with thine hair of golden hue
In the sun's rays so brightly shining.
Ah, Kate, but thine eyes no beauties lack-
To my heart they speak with the voice of love.
Ah, Kate, 'tis thine hair of jetty black
Binds my heart fast, so soft entwining.
You may rave about golden tresses.
About eyes of heavenly blue,
Of the hair that the sun caresses.
And the eye that from the sky doth borrow its hue.
I will rave about ebon tresses,
About eyes of a jetty black.
Of the hair that the night wind presses,
Ant the eye that can flash like a storm in its track.
Bright is the glint on the golden-haired maiden.
Sweet is the glow of her heavenly eye-
When a man is with love heavy laden.
Blue and gold cheer him-for heaven he'll try!
Bright Is the glow on the ebon-haired maiden.
Sharp is the glint of her piercing black eye-
When a man's heart is with love heavy laden.
Black And flame 'bolden him-he'll win or he'll die!
Sweet sun shine on the golden-haired girl,
Brighten each tress and luster each curl,
Fill the blue depths of each laughing, eye-
For the gold and the blue a man may well die
Night-wind blow on the ebon-haired girl,
Darken each tress and shadow each curl.
Fill the warm depths of each flashing eye-
For the black And the flame to win would I die.
Those eyes of thine, Maud, so beautiful and blue;
When I spoke love, Maud, I thought my words ware true.
Those eyes of thine, Kate, so ebon black in hue,
Thou art my own, Kate-I know I love but you.
Thou art my own, Kale-I love, I love but you.