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.