Pirates of Penzance

Twining 'round the wrought iron bars,
White jasmine fraganced summer air,
And gently perched for all to see,
A single blossom graced her hair.

Brightly expressed her dark brown eye,
And parting her blooming red lips,
A smile unveiled her white teeth,
Like moons when the cloud softly slips.

He saw her there in the garden,
And Eros' arrow pierced him through,
For that such a maiden could dwell,
No thought had entered nor he knew.

Oh could she look on such as him?
Who was raised without moral guide,
Taught to pillage innocents gold
Then swiftly to flee on the tide?

He quails upon the brink of love
But gath'ring courage to his heart
He approaches gentle beauty,
"If you love me we ne'er will part!"