Deserted Gipsy's Song: Hillside Camp

She is glad to receive your turquoise ring,

Dear and dark-eyed Lover of mine!

I, to have given you everything:

Beauty maddens the soul like Wine.

"She is proud to have held aloof her charms,

Slender, dark-eyed Lover of mine!

But I, of the night you lay in my arms:

Beauty maddens the sense like Wine!

"She triumphs to think that your heart is won,

Stately, dark-eyed Lover of mine!

I had not a thought of myself, not one:

Beauty maddens the brain like Wine!

"She will speak you softly, while skies are blue,

Dear, deluded Lover of mine!

I would lose both body and soul for you:

Beauty maddens the brain like Wine!