The Orphan Boys Tale
Stay, lady, stay, for mercy's sake,
And hear a helpless orphan's tale,
Ah
sure my looks must pity wake,'Tis want that makes my cheek so pale
Stay, lady, stay, for mercy's sake,
And hear a helpless orphan's tale,
Ah
sure my looks must pity wake,'Tis want that makes my cheek so pale
As William and Thomas were walking one day,
They came by a fine orchard's side:
They would rather eat apples than spell, read, or play,
And Thomas to William then cried: "O brother, look yonder
II see the boys of summer in their
Lay the gold tithings barren,
Setting no store by harvest, freeze the soils;
There in their heat the winter
Dr-rud dr-rud dr-rud
Kitchener's Army on the march Through Marylebone and Marble Arch,
Men in motley, so to speak,
Been in training about a week,
When little boys grown patient at last, weary,
Surrender their eyes immeasurably to the night,
The event will rage terrific as the sea;
Their bodies fill a crumbling room with light