Bid Adieu

Bid adieu, adieu, adieu,  Bid adieu to girlish days,

Happy Love is come to woo  Thee and woo thy girlish ways—The zone that doth become thee fair,

The snood upon thy yellow hair,

When thou hast heard his name upon  The bugles of the

Begin thou softly to unzone  Thy girlish bosom unto

And softly to undo the

That is the sign of maidenhood.