Castle of dream . ead,As if he would his weeping Majesty, I want my mother. Hes homesick, the poor imp! she comfort him she must deviseSome ready scheme of shall be Lord of maidens, laughing, quickly bringThe spangled robes of Follys King. Arrayed in trailing garb of baggy for his slender smiles, though somewhat baubles jingling bells to boon now ask, the Queen want my mother, he repeats. 27 Tis granted, child, to-morrow noonYou shall go home,—the Queen has now, when the sweet trumpets b

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Castle of dream . ead,As if he would his weeping Majesty, I want my mother. Hes homesick, the poor imp! she comfort him she must deviseSome ready scheme of shall be Lord of maidens, laughing, quickly bringThe spangled robes of Follys King. Arrayed in trailing garb of baggy for his slender smiles, though somewhat baubles jingling bells to boon now ask, the Queen want my mother, he repeats. 27 Tis granted, child, to-morrow noonYou shall go home,—the Queen has now, when the sweet trumpets blareThe honored boars head you shall bear, With childish grace and dignityHe rises from his bended helps to lift the platter wide,Two stalwart scullions by his bear the dish before the Queen,Sure, such a boars head neer was seen.(All sing.) The boars heade, you understandeIs the chief servyce in the landeAnd wherever itte bee founde,Servite cum cantico. Caput apri defero Redens laudes 28

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