How hath it become, br That I now find loss, br Of thine face of beauty, br And thine words of verility... br br My Princess, I am amiss, br Of such a viberant touch, br And whisp'r winds kiss, br That caress thine inner core... br br How hath the winds change, br Unto whinst direction doth flow, br That I shalt start of search, br Of the breeeze I hath of know.... br br My Princess, return thy breath, br An' bring of thy brighte't day, br let thy wind' ruffle thine leaves, br So that we shalt have play..........