She kept near tides of blue

Amber ringlets sodden with the seas

Though life was grand in eastern waters

She cried for atlantic cities

He strayed close to the sky

Forgotten in the Apennine highlands

Though life was grand on mountaintops 

He dreamt of life in urban islands

‘Cross the waves from Italy

Cabin swelled with laughter

Her barque arrived at Ellis isles

He followed just two years after

She busied herself as a city seamstress

And he: her bosses brother 

He fell in love with her amber hair

And she: could trust no other

They swore their love in vows soft spoken

And immortalized their trust in rings

They created a home, far from their first

And begun their life in the county of kings