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I've seen you weep, and could have wept; I've heard you sing, (and might have slept !) Sometimes I hear your chimney swept,
My charming neighbour!
Your pets are mine. Pray
Is mute at sunset.
Much she esteems
Of mice she once ate.
Our tastes agree. I dote upon
Fair Virtuoso !
At times an Ariel, cruel-kind,
Thou art not lonely."
By light winds only.
I miss the simple days of yore,
In corner cozy.
But gaze not back for tales like those :
Indeed, farewell to bygone years ;
In turn perplex you:
But that might vex you.
At times I've envied, it is true,
And wore a sabre.
To love my neighbour ?
The bells are ringing. As is meet,
'Twixt tears and laughter:
The old shoe after.
What change in one short afternoon,
Slow rising hither?
O Lady! wan and marvellous !
shall dwell with us, -
Sir Toby lived to dine:
Château margot was his fort;
first water and wine,
He had a daughter fair,
When I am dubbed Lord Mayor. “ The day I don the gown
and chain, In Hymen's modern Fetter-Lane
You wed Sir Gobble Grist;
scrape, and strut, and star it by. St. George's-in-the-East, you'll try
Oh happy Lady Cis!
chance to lose “her catch,"
Such things do happen, here and there,
And who can say they don't ?
“I will, And Beauty says “ I won't!” Sweet Beauty! Sweeter thus by farYoung Goddess of the silver star,
Divinity capricious Who would not barter wealth and wig, And pomp and pride and otium dig., For Youth—when “plums” weren't worth a fig
And Venus smiled propitious ?
Unstruck by Cupid's dart!
And Diamonds trumped the Heart !
So rarely pleases Miss ?
No more, perhaps, had Cis.
Or empty-who can say?
What bard shall dare? Perhaps his nose ?-
A wrinkle ?-here-or there ?-
Or on a single hair.
I know not! But the Parson waited,
Till two o'clock or near ;-
H. CHOLMONDELEY PENNELL.
THE TALENTED MAN.
A LETTER FROM A LADY IN LONDON TO A LADY
EAR Alice ! you'll laugh when you
know it,Last week, at the Duchess's ball,
I danced with the clever new poet,You've heard of him,-Tully St. Paul. Miss Jonquil was perfectly frantic; I wish
you had seen Lady Anne! It really was very romantic,
He is such a talented man!
He came up from Brazen-nose College,
Just caught, as they call it, this spring ; And his head, love, is stuffed full of knowledge
Of every conceivable thing.