The Duel.
Ten paces — one, two, three, and fire!
Two gallants have their heart's desire.
One of them dies, the other laughs;
The seconds smile, the doctor chaffs.
A woman, smiling, dreams she's wed
To — hush, to the very one that's dead.
Ten paces — one, two, three, and fire!
Two gallants have their heart's desire.
One of them dies, the other laughs;
The seconds smile, the doctor chaffs.
A woman, smiling, dreams she's wed
To — hush, to the very one that's dead.