Luyện nghe bài hát Have Some Madeira, M'Dear

She was young, she was pure, she was new, she was
She was fair, she was seventeen.
He was old, he was vile, and no stranger to
He was base, he was bad, he was mean.
He had slyly inveigled her up to his
To view his of stamps,
And he said as he to put out the cat,
The wine, his and the lamps:

some madeira, m'dear. You really have nothing to fear.
I'm not trying to you, that wouldn't be right,
You drink spirits at this time of night.
Have madeira, m'dear. It's really much nicer than beer.
I care for sherry, one cannot drink stout,
And port is a wine I can do without...
It's a case of chacun a son gout
some madeira, m'dear.

Unaware of the of the snake-in-the-grass
And the fate of the who topes,
She her standards by raising her glass,
Her courage, her and his hopes.
She it, she drank it, she drained it, she did!
He refilled it again,
And he said as he secretly one more notch
On the staff of his cane:

Have madeira, m'dear,
I've got a cask of it here.
And once it's opened, you know it won't keep.
Do finish it up. It help you to sleep.
some madeira, m'dear.
It's really an year.
Now if it were gin, you'd be to say yes
The evil gin does be hard to assess..
Besides inclined to affect me prowess,
some madeira, m'dear.

Then there through her mind what her mother had said
With her breath,
"Oh my child, should you the wine that is red
Be prepared for a fate than death!"
She let go her glass a shrill little cry,
Crash! Tinkle! it to the floor;
he anguished, "Please do stay" She made no reply,
Made up her mind, and for the door.

some madeira, m'dear.
Rang out the hall loud and clear
With a cry that was filled with despair,
As she paused to take in the cool midnight air,
some madeira, m'dear.
The words to ring in her ear.
the next morning, she woke up in bed
With a smile on her lips and an in her head...
And a in her ear'ole that tickled and said:
Have madeira, m'dear!