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In a mansion grand, just over the way / Lives bonny, beautiful Dell; / You may have heard of this lady gay, / For she is a famous belle. / I live in a low cot opposite -- / You never have heard of me; / For when the lady moon shines bright, / Who would a pale star see? / But ah, well! ah, well! I am happier far than Dell, / As strange as that may be.
Dell has robes of the richest kind -- / Pinks and purples and blues; / And she worries her maid and frets her mind / To know which one to choose. / Which shall it be now, silk or lace? / In which will I be most fair? / She stands by the mirror with anxious face, / And her maid looks on in despair. / Ah, well! ah, well! I am not worried, you see, like Dell, / For I have but one to wear.