|25.| — | — |You, old gipsy sit in | | | | |the sun. | |26.| — | — |We fair ladies, go and| | | | |come. | |27.| — |The ball is ours, it |The ball is mine, and | | | |is not yours. |none of thine. | |28.| — |We’ll go to the woods | — | | | |and gather flowers. | | |29.| — | — | — | |30.| — | — | — | |31.| — | — | — | |32.| — | — | — | |33.| — | — | — | |34.| — | — | — | |35.| — | — | — | |36.| — | — | — | |37.| — |We will get pins to | — | | | |pin our clothes. | | |38.| — |You will get nails to | — | | | |nail your toes. | | |39.| — | — |So good morning | | | | |Valentine. | +---+----------------------+----------------------+----------------------+
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