At a notion of _mine_--I was down on them sharp
For I crush'd them at once with my waggery, oh!
Among persons of genius the tone that I took
Was a mixture of Jerrold and Theodore Hook.
And a great fund of anecdote, varied in style,
I employ'd among duffers to get up a smile
There was often a yell at my waggery, oh!
But those days of delight are for ever gone by,
And I can't get a meal by my wit, if I try,
Have destroy'd my high spirits, and bolted away
I shall never see more of my waggery, oh!
You say "Mamma wishes to know, if you please,
To-night, giddy child, when I enter'd the room
A hope that the wine-cup and dance might illume
In this region of pleasure my clouded career
I 'll join in the valse or the banquet, my dear,
Go, tell your Mamma that the sun _may_ arise
On a day when my cares shall have left me;
When Time shall once more have brought back, as he
All the hopes of which Time has bereft me.
Yes, the day may arrive that shall see me content
With my share of health, talent, and money:
_Then_, fitly to hail that auspicious event,
I'd seize the pleasure, I'd leave the sorrow--
Their notes are lovely (though they 're out
That the Tories are all for obstruction--
But, in spite of the Press and its drilling,
But there's little of pride in Pablo Puig.
From his horror of soap and of such-like things.
In the mountain border of Spain and France;
But how he would wonder and stare, poor man,
ON the bleak shore of Norway, I 've lately been told,
And the animals' livers are afterwards sold
From which is extracted, with infinite toil,
Now, I don't mind a powder, a pill, or a draught--
And many's the mixture I've cheerfully quaff'd,
And I can't do the same with my cod-liver oil!
In the course of my lifetime I 've swallow'd enough
And it 's purely the fault of this horrible stuff
From a liquor I mix'd with my cod-liver oil?
There are few deeds of daring from which I should quail--
But there's one kind of tonic that makes me turn pale,
But, you see, just at present, I Ve got none to spoil--
So I don't mind alluding to cod-liver oil!
They brought to my couch (I had not slept a wink,
A neat-looking bottle of something to drink.
Saying, "Please to take two of the pills every night
And a sixth of the draught in the morning."