Lyrics

Marian: Love flew in at the window,
As Wealth walk’d in at the door.
‘You have come for you saw Wealth coming’, said I.
But he flutter’d his wings with a sweet little cry,
‘I’ll cleave to you rich or poor,
I’ll cleave to you rich or poor.’
Wealth fled out of the window,
Poverty crept thro’ the door.
‘Well, now you would fain follow Wealth’, said I,
But he flutter’d his wings as he gave me the lie,
‘I cling to you all the more,
I cling to you all the more.’
Written by: Alfred, Lord Tennyson, Sir Arthur Sullivan
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