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Exploring wilds of Central Park,
Or Brooklyn bridge-tower scaling ! Ho, bring my boots! I burn to gain
Famed Harlem's mountains broken, And flaunt in Scribner's window-pane
My “Travels through Hoboken!"
FLORA. You wretch! how dare you mock me so
At every word I utter?
To chirp for cake-and-butter;
The wild bird's flight aspiring, To soar through boundless realms of air
On pinions never tiring!
Through leafless boughs came moaning,
Or stones by impish urchins cast
Your carols turned to groaning,
Too cold for admiration,
Your free, unthralled starvation.
Retirement and a cottage;
And all it yields for pottage!
To one dull spot should pin me,
And life aglow within me!
Ah me! no cloud the spirit dims
Till youth and vigor fail us ;
And creeping years assail us,
When now no more we proudly stand
Defying grief and dangers,
Lone in a world of strangers !
No song but this one only:
Live single and be lonely!”
You know my tongue's a railer;
IN THE CONSERVATORY.
“But we must return! What will they say?
Yes, I know it's awful nice In the window here, from the others away,
With a taste, now and then, of the ice,
And now and then of- Oh, you wretch!
It wasn't at all required That you should illustrate thus with a sketch
The speech that of course you admired.
“No matter how naughty. There!
There! you have spoiled The classical Grecian knot' In which you like my hair to be coiled,
And I really don't know what Other mischief you haven't done! You're
just Real naughty! You squeeze like a vise ! Why can't you men take something on
trust, And be more dainty and nice?
« There ! I'm ready, now. What! just one
more? Oh! aren't you a darling tease? And love me so ?-one, two, three, four !
There ! come now, dearest, please!
I'm almost afraid of the parlor glare :
When they look at my lips, they'll see The kisses upon them.”—“No, not there; But, sweet, in your eyes maybe.”
THE AMATEUR SPELLING-MATCH.
SINCE spelling-matches everywhere
O'er all the land abound,
I will the words propound,
As Rogers' group suggests.
The subject he invests !
Spell “spoons." “ What! such a word !”