. Fire and air . rffjk I WAS a ruffian in Flanders,UfV And fought for a florins hire, And you were the maid of my Captain,And sang to my hearts desire. O, I was a knight of the table,When Arthur, our lord was King, And like the fair Queen of the fable,Thou, sweet Guinevere, didst sing. O, I was a king of the forest, And you were a nightingale,And through the long summer evening Your beautiful song Id hail. O, you were a flower of the garden, And I was a bumble bee,And while I drank of your fragrance, I hummed my rude lay to , would I were now that rude bumble, Knight, ruffian, or forest
. Fire and air . rffjk I WAS a ruffian in Flanders,UfV And fought for a florins hire, And you were the maid of my Captain,And sang to my hearts desire. O, I was a knight of the table,When Arthur, our lord was King, And like the fair Queen of the fable,Thou, sweet Guinevere, didst sing. O, I was a king of the forest, And you were a nightingale,And through the long summer evening Your beautiful song Id hail. O, you were a flower of the garden, And I was a bumble bee,And while I drank of your fragrance, I hummed my rude lay to , would I were now that rude bumble, Knight, ruffian, or forest king,And thou, the fair flower of a maiden, My nightingale queen would sing.
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