On 27 Dec a friend led a singsong of Stephen Foster songs with some atrocious
lyrics.
Now he emails me:
Have you remembered to find out what 'lyder' means?
(I will twine with your tresses of raven black hair,
With the roses so red and the lilies so fair,
With the myrtle as bright as the emerald dew,
The pale and the lyder and eyes of light blue.)
PoetryEtc folk! you are my last resort...
best from Max in Melbourne
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