  IILavender Lady got rich again, And lived in a palace in Lavender Lane; Flowers and provender! Sweet Lady Lavender Lived in a palace in Lavender Lane! Lavender Lady is kind and gay, Lavender House is not a long way; Puddings and pies, And turkeys’ thighs, And peacocks’ tails, too, all over eyes! Ask for her up, ask for her down, If ever you go to London Town: In all the nation There’s no relation So kind as she is in London town! III“When you saw the New Moon pass” (Loud laughed the Scavenger), “Did you look at her through glass, Proud Madam Lavender? “Stab my heart through with your horn!” Laughed Lady Lavender To the New Moon all forlorn. Light Lady Lavender. She fell sad, and he fell sick, Proud Lady Lavender. O the snow fell fast and thick, Poor Lady Lavender! “Take the broom and sweep the street, Proud Lady Lavender;” O but she had dainty feet, Soft Lady Lavender. “Sweep you must and sweep you shall, Soft Lady Lavender, Up the Mall and down the Mall, Proud Lady Lavender. “Have you done your sweeping yet, Proud Madam Scavenger? Are your slippers cold and wet?” Poor Lady Lavender! “Wet is wet, and cold is cold,” Wept Lady Lavender, But the broom had turned to gold— Loud laughed the Scavenger. “Take your sampler, Madam Witch, Laid up in lavender; Do you see a golden stitch, And a silver P in provender?” Silver and gold for a golden broom, Rich Lady Lavender; Then she danced all round the room, Light Lady Lavender. Take the New Moon for a cup, Witch-lady Lavender; Ladle the gold and silver up, Proud Lady Lavender. “Here’s an angel-piece for you,” Laughed Lady Lavender; “Here’s a golden guinea too,” Kind Lady Lavender! Now we are all safe and sound (China plates and provender), Now we’re on Tom Tiddler’s Ground,— Laugh, Lady Lavender! |
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