Classic Poem

" Where have you been, my darling,
That you come so late at night? —
And where have you been, my own love,
That your purse has grown so light? "

" I have been in the forest, darling;
I have heard the wood birds sing,
Where the squirrel picked nuts for the winter,
And the fairies had made a ring.

" A Gipsy came through the forest;
She was wrinkled, brown, and old;
And she looked in my hand, and I listened
To the fortune that she told.

" She told me I soon should marry
A lady with yellow hair —
A lady with flower-blue eyes, love,
And cheeks like the wild-rose fair. "

" My hair is yellow as sunshine,
My eyes are violet-blue " — —
" Ah! wasn't it worth the money
To hear that I'll marry you? "