I strive to be as Ophelia fair,
To court a cute, yet ill-tempered lad,
To sip of whispered gossip, and stir a little fuss,
Than fade from sight as though I’ve met my end,
And dwell alone in quiet, happy peace.
A maid most rare, aye! Iconic indeed!
I strive to be as Ophelia fair,
To court a cute, yet ill-tempered lad,
To sip of whispered gossip, and stir a little fuss,
Than fade from sight as though I’ve met my end,
And dwell alone in quiet, happy peace.
A maid most rare, aye! Iconic indeed!