mSH SOqOS. 105 And then we ?ow'd eternal truth on $hannon's .fiow'ry banks, And the? I saw him ssii away and join th? hozti? ranks; From morn to eve for twelve dull monthz, his absence s?d I'mourn'd, The peace was made--the ship came backrebut Tedd? ne'er r?turn'd! His beauteous face, his manly form,'has won a nobler fair-- My Teddy? false, and I, forlorn, must die in sad de-- 8palr, Ye gentle maidens, see me laid, while you stand round And plant a willpw o'er my head on $hannon's bollks. LARRY CAR.N?Y. WHE?q a man that's in ?erv?e is out of employ, He's confin'd to be roving all day; What he wants he may whistle for: ?,ooken.] O, for a nice pitchfork eel and a c?d slice of melted butter to it; or a turban and lobster sauce; or the lovely beefsteak lining that makes the under crupt of pigeon pye! O, don't mention it! ' There's lime for all things,' they say, but I know no more abodt dinner-time than a cat does of churning salt-butt.er.-- ' No Song no Supper,' is another old saw, but though I sin? all day, sorrow the taste of supper I get morning, noon or night. Which makez me now lament and say, ( lmitatio? of the odgimzi ' May we ne'er went a friend, or a bottle to give him.'
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