| I WHISPERED, ‘I am too young,’ | |
| And then, ‘I am old enough’; | |
| Wherefore I threw a penny | |
| To find out if I might love. | |
| ‘Go and love, go and love, young man, | 5 |
| If the lady be young and fair,’ | |
| Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny, | |
| I am looped in the loops of her hair. | |
| Oh, love is the crooked thing, | |
| There is nobody wise enough | 10 |
| To find out all that is in it, | |
| For he would be thinking of love | |
| Till the stars had run away, | |
| And the shadows eaten the moon. | |
| Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny, | 15 |
| One cannot begin it too soon. |
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