I’LL SING SOME SONGS FOR FAME TO-NIGHT

Respected fellow traveler, ’tho I can carol like a bird Dame Fame my voice has never heard. Hear, then, congenial tourist, comrade with delight— I’ll sing some songs for Fame to-night. Fame oft has heard the wail of Sadness; Fame knows the lay of Trouble well, Then I will sing for her the songs of gladness, For her, for her, the tale of Joy I’ll tell.