especially to Sylvia Glaister of Bungay in Suffolk and Inez Elsley from Hawkes Bay, New Zealand, we have managed to put together the lyrics of this lovely song requested in the Autumn 2015 issue. The first and last verse are selfexplanatory and the tune turns out to be a well- known gavotte which most of you would recognise instantly! The rest of the words are available on request:
In a quaint old chateau garden Stood a shepherdess of carven
stone, And over by the sleeping fountain Stood a little shepherd all alone. But when moonlight fl oods the
alleys And the nightingale sings all night
through, They waken and they meet together In a sentimental rendezvous.
****** Through the garden goes the
shepherd Stepping ever where the shadows
fall, His shepherdess is left all lonely On her little marble pedestal. And the gardener on the morrow Passes by the two and never knows, The little shepherd now is holding
fast The shepherdess’s marble rose.