Australian
Town and Country Journal NSW
1st Oct 1898
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Metamorphosis.
When first I
met the dainty maid
She filled
me with delight;
As graceful
as the lily she,
And as the
lily white.
And when I
spoke my love for her
Now what do
you suppose?
Why, she
that was as lily white.
Turned
suddenly to Rose!
But when I
showed my purse to her,
An empty leathern sack,
The rose and
lily maiden looked
A most
decided black!
