Pitches made for painting

And now I’ve to fret even longer
That even more folk can contend
And maybe a last minute genius
Will produce a really great pearl

And me that has laboured so faithful
Will fall out of contention
And ‘Lillies in Spring’ my beloved
Will go off with some new coming earl!

Oh Mary! Have mercy upon me
I think there’s no more I can say
So I’m down on my knees
And I BEG you!

I grovel and shamelessly BEG you!
Please let me be the one wins the prize
And happy forever you’ll make me
With ‘Lillies in Spring’ to reside!