Maiden, I have often seen
Lips that put the rose to shame;
While the pearls that hung between,
Who would not be proud to claim?
Maiden, gold and raven tresses
I have seen, where sunbeams played;
Features made for love’s caresses;
Forms on beauty’s model made.
But full-dearer charms I find,
Maiden, when I am with thee;
For those eyes are more than kind,
And that heart belongs to me.
William Blocksidge, Songs o’ the South, London: Watts, 1908, p. 31
gold = yellow; (in the context of hair) blonde hair
raven = black; (in the context of hair) shiny black hair
thee = (archaic) you