I have been cherish’ d and forgiven
By many tender-hearted,
’ Twas for the sake of one in Heaven
Of him that is departed.
Because I bear my Father’ s name
I am not quite despised,
My little legacy of fame
I’ ve not yet realized.
And yet if you should praise myself
I’ ll tell you, I had rather
You’ d give your love to me, poor elf,
Your praise to my great father.