human
We'll choose a queen! May Day comes but once, I ween. Search we all the country round, Sweeter maids could not be found. Laughed the lasses merrily,
gpt
Ay! but which one shall it be? John and Robin, tell us true, Which is fairer of the two, On this merry First of May? Quickly say!
human
Brown eyes are more fair, said he,
gpt
For they shine so winsomely!
human
Nay! quoth Robin,
gpt
human
That she does not! Johnnie cries;
gpt
Norah's well enough, but Jean, Brown and sweet, shall be the queen On this merry First of May! Choose _my_ way!
human
Jeanie!
gpt
Norah!--is more fair!
human
Silly lads! they laughing cried,
gpt
Let them as they will decide; Shall we while they quarrel, pray, Lose our pretty holiday? Come away, and we may find Other lads, who know their mind. Or if not, why then, I ween, Each will be the other's queen, On this merry First of May. Come away!