Though I See Within Thine Eyes Sudden Frown Of Cloudy Skies, Yet I Bid Them "Merry Morn" For They Tell Me Love Is Born. So Ha-H'! With H'-Ha-H'! For They Tell Me Love Is Born. Storms Of Mocking From Thy Lips Lash Me Still Like Airy Whips; But To-Day Thy Scorn I Scorn For I Know That Love Is Born. So Ha-H'! With H'-Ha-H'! For I Know That Love Is Born. O The Hail That Rattles Fierce Through My Hodden Cloak To Pierce! What Care I If Rags Be Torn? Love And I Are Beggars Born! So Ha-H'! With H'-Ha-H'! Love And I Are Beggars Born.