Isaac Bickerstaff

By candle-light nobody would have taken you for above
five-and-twenty.

By candle-light nobody would have taken you for above
five-and-twenty.

Young fellows will be young fellows.

Young fellows will be young fellows.

There was a jolly miller once,
Lived on the River Dee;
He worked and sang, from morn read more

There was a jolly miller once,
Lived on the River Dee;
He worked and sang, from morn to night;
No lark so blithe as he.
And this the burden of his song,
Forever used to be,--
"I care for nobody, not I,
If no one cares for me."

Ay, do despise me, I'm the prouder for it;
I like to be despised.

Ay, do despise me, I'm the prouder for it;
I like to be despised.

Hope! thou nurse of young desire.

Hope! thou nurse of young desire.