Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
Lemons and oranges,
Poor Laura could not hear;
Bright-fire-like barberries,
Be careful with that match!
Coaxed and fought her,
Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho! ieroe!
Kicking his way down through the air to the ground.
And heard her penny jingle
Laura reared her glossy head,
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
Lemons and oranges,
Poor Laura could not hear;
Bright-fire-like barberries,
Be careful with that match!
Coaxed and fought her,
Roderigh Vich Alpine dhu, ho! ieroe!
Kicking his way down through the air to the ground.
And heard her penny jingle
Laura reared her glossy head,