PART IV. Favorite Songs, "FROM VARIOUS GARDENS CULL'D.", SONG

When up to London first I came, An aukward country booby, I gap'd and star'd and did the same As ev'ry other body. With countenance demurely set, I doff'd my hat to all I met. With—'Zir, your humble servant!

Alas! too soon I got a wife: And, proud of such a blessing, The joy and business of my life, Was kissing and caressing. 'Twas—"charmer! sweeting! duck & dove!" And I, o'er head and ears in love, Was Cupid's humble servant.

But when the honey-moon was past, Adieu to tender speeches! Ma'am lov'd quadrille, and lost too fast, I swore I'd wear the breeches. I storm in vain,—restraint she hates; Adieu, she cries—the party waits; My dear, your humble servant!