Ilka on the Hill-Top and Other Stories by Hjalmar Hjorth Boyesen
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Are thine eyes as blue and beaming
As they were a year ago? _Both_: Hohli-ohli, etc. _Ilka_: Hansel, Hansel in the valley I will tell you true; If mine eyes are blue and beaming, What is that, I pray, to you? _Both_: Hohli-ohli, etc. _Hansel_: Tell me, Ilka on the hill-top, While the blushing roses blow, Are thy lips as sweet for kissing As they were a year ago? _Both_: Hohli-ohli, etc. _Ilka_: Naughty Hansel in the valley, Naughty Hansel, tell me true, If my lips are sweet for kissing, What is that, I pray, to you? _Both_: Hohli-ohli, etc. _Hansel_: Tell me, Ilka on the hill-top, While the rivers seaward flow, Is thy heart as true and loving As it was a year ago? _Both_: Hohli-ohli, etc. _Ilka_: Dearest Hansel in the valley, I will tell you, tell you true. |
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