I.
My hair is brown, my eyes are blue, And reckon’d rather bright; I’m shapely, if they tell me true, And just the proper height; My skin has been admired in verse, And called as fair as day-- If I _am_ fair, so much the worse, I’m going to Bombay!
My hair is brown, my eyes are blue, And reckon’d rather bright; I’m shapely, if they tell me true, And just the proper height; My skin has been admired in verse, And called as fair as day-- If I _am_ fair, so much the worse, I’m going to Bombay!