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Oh! when that form, a lovely one,
You said you picked me from the world,
Oh! when our love had got so far,
But when you robed your flesh and bones
And when the parson came to say,
But, oh, — the worst of all-your slips
“Love, with a witness !”
He has shaved off his whiskers and blackened
his brows, Wears a patch and a wig of false hair,But it's him — Oh it's him ! — we exchanged
lovers' vows, When I lived up in Cavendish Square.
He had beautiful eyes, and his lips were the same,
If I lived for a thousand long years from my
birth, I shall never forget what he told; How he loved me beyond the rich women 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 teapot and spoons !
“I'd be a Parody.” — BAILEY. We met — t'was 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
unaltered, I too longed much to pelt — but my small-boned
legs faltered. I wore my bran new boots — and unrivalled their
brightness, They fit me to a hair — how I hated their tight
ness ! I called, but no one came, and my stride had a
tether Oh thou hast been the cause of this anguish, my
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 deserved -- to cells wretched
and lonely : And there he will be tried — but I shall ne'er
The watch that went too sure for an artful de
ceiver ; The world may think me gay,— heart and feet
ache together, Oh thou hast been the cause of this anguish, my
FRENCH AND ENGLISH.
“Good heaven! Why even the little children in France speak French!"
NEVER go to France
If you do, like me,
Chaises stand for chairs,
Strange it was to hear,
Signs I had to make,
IV. Moo! I cried for milk ; I got my sweet things snugger, When I kissed Jeannette, 'Twas understood for sugar. If I wanted bread, My jaws I set a-going, And asked for new-laid eggs. By clapping hands and crowing !