Like a Lord or a Marquis he look'd when he came,
To make love in his master's best suit.

If I lived for a thousand long years from my birth,
I shall never forget what he told ;

How he lov'd me beyond the rich womer of earth,
With their jewels and silver and gold!

When he kissed me and bade me adieu with a sigh,
By the light of the sweetest of moons,

Oh how little I dreamt I was bidding good-bye
To my Missis's tea-pot and spoons!

No. III.

"I'd be a Parody."-BAILEY.

WE met 'twas in a mob-and I thought he had done me-
I felt I could not feel-for no watch was upon me;
He ran the night was cold—and his pace was unalter'd,
I too longed much to pelt-but my small-boned legs falter'd.
I wore my bran new boots—and unrivall'd their brightness,
They fit me to a hair-how I hated their tightness!

I call'd, but no one came, and my stride had a tether;
Oh thou hast been the cause of this anguish, my leather!

And once again we met-and an old pal was near him,
He swore a something low-but 'twas no use to fear him;
I seized upon his arm, he was mine and mine only,
And stept—as he deserv'd to cells wretched and lonely:
And there he will be tried-but I shall ne'er receive her,
The watch that went too sure for an artful deceiver;

The world may think me gay,-heart and feet ache together,
Oh thou hast been the cause of this anguish, my leather.

TO FANNY,

Gay being, born to flutter!"-Sale's Glee.

S this your faith, then, Fanny!

What, to chat with every Dun?
I'm the one, then, but of many,
Not of many, but the One!

M

Last night you smil'd on all, Ma'am,
That appear'd in scarlet dress;
And your Regimental Ball, Ma'am,
Look'd a little like a Mess.

I thought that of the Sogers

(As the Scotch say) one might do And that I, slight Ensign Rogers, Was the chosen man and true.

But 'Sblood! your eye was busy
With that ragamuffin mob ;-
Colonel Buddell-Colonel Dizzy—
And Lieutenant-Colonel Cobb.

General Joblin, General Jodkin,
Colonels-Kelly, Felly, with
Majors-Sturgeon, Truffle, Bodkin
And the Quarter-master Smith.

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Major Powderum-Major Dowdrum→ Major Chowdrum-Major ByeCaptain Tawney-Captain Fawney, Captain Any-one—but I !

Deuce take it! when the regiment
You so praised, I only thought
That you lov'd it in abridgement,
But I now am better taught !

I went, as loving man goes,

To admire thee in quadrilles ; But Fan, you dance fandangoes With just any fop that wills ¦

I went with notes before us,

On the lay of Love to touch; But with all the Corps in chorus, Oh! it is indeed too much!

You once-ere you contracted

For the Army-seem'd my own;

But now you laugh with all the Staff,
And I may sigh alone!

I know not how it chances,
When my passion ever dares,
But the warmer my advances,
Then the cooler are your airs.

I am, I don't conceal it,
But I am a little hurt;

You're a Fan, and I must feel it,
Fit for nothing but a Flirt!

I dreamt thy smiles of beauty
On myself alone did fall;
But alas! "Cosi Fan Tutti!"

It is thus, Fan, thus with all!

You have taken quite a mob in
Of new military flames ;-

They would make a fine Round Robin
If I gave you all their names!

TO MR. MALTHUS.

Y dear, do pull the bell,

M

And pull it well,

And send those noisy children all up stairs,'
Now playing here like bears—

You George, and William, go into the grounds,

Charles, James, and Bob are there,-and take your string, Drive horses, or fly kites, or anything,

You're quite enough to play at hare and hounds,—

You little May, and Caroline, and Poll,

Take each your doll,

And go, my dears, into the two-back pair,
Your sister Margaret's there-

Harriet and Grace, thank God, are both at school,
At far off Ponty Pool-