Which much surprised the noble maiden,
And puzzled even her Papa.
He nourished now his flame and fanned it,
He even danced at work below.
The upper servants wouldn't stand it,
And BOWLES the
butler told him so.
At length on
impulseacting blindly,
His love he laid completely bare;
The gentle Earl received him kindly
And told the lad to take a chair.
"Oh, sir," the
suitor uttered sadly,
"Don't give your
indignation vent;
I fear you think I'm
acting madly,
Perhaps you think me insolent?"
The kindly Earl repelled the notion;
His noble bosom heaved a sigh,
His fingers trembled with emotion,
A tear stood in his mild blue eye:
For, oh! the scene recalled too plainly
The half-forgotten time when he,
A boy of nine, had worshipped vainly
A
governess of forty-three!
"My boy," he said, in tone consoling,
"Give up this idle fancy - do -
The song you heard my daughter trolling
Did not, indeed, refer to you.
"I feel for you, poor boy, acutely;
I would not wish to give you pain;
Your pangs I
estimate minutely, -
I, too, have loved, and loved in vain.
"But still your
humble rank and station
For MINNIE surely are not meet" -
He said much more in conversation
Which it were
needless to repeat.
Now I'm prepared to bet a guinea,
Were this a mere
dramatic case,
The page would have eloped with MINNIE,
But, no - he only left his place.
The simple Truth is my detective,
With me Sensation can't abide;
The Likely beats the mere Effective,
And Nature is my only guide.
Ballad: Pasha Bailey Ben
A proud Pasha was BAILEY BEN,
His wives were three, his tails were ten;
His form was
dignified, but stout,
Men called him "Little Roundabout."
HIS IMPORTANCE
Pale Pilgrims came from o'er the sea
To wait on PASHA BAILEY B.,
All
bearing presents in a crowd,
For B. was poor as well as proud.
HIS PRESENTS
They brought him onions strung on ropes,
And cold boiled beef, and telescopes,
And balls of string, and shrimps, and guns,
And chops, and tacks, and hats, and buns.
MORE OF THEM
They brought him white kid gloves, and pails,
And candlesticks, and potted quails,
And capstan-bars, and scales and weights,
And ornaments for empty grates.
WHY I MENTION THESE
My tale is not of these - oh no!
I only mention them to show
The
divers gifts that
divers men
Brought o'er the sea to BAILEY BEN.
HIS CONFIDANT
A confidant had BAILEY B.,
A gay Mongolian dog was he;
I am not good at Turkish names,
And so I call him SIMPLE JAMES.
HIS CONFIDANT'S COUNTENANCE
A
dreadful legend you might trace
In SIMPLE JAMES'S honest face,
For there you read, in Nature's print,
"A Scoundrel of the Deepest Tint."
HIS CHARACTER
A deed of blood, or fire, or flames,
Was meat and drink to SIMPLE JAMES:
To hide his guilt he did not plan,
But owned himself a bad young man.
THE AUTHOR TO HIS READER
And why on earth good BAILEY BEN
(The wisest, noblest, best of men)
Made SIMPLE JAMES his
right-hand man
Is quite beyond my
mental span.
THE SAME, CONTINUED
But there - enough of gruesome deeds!
My heart, in thinking of them, bleeds;
And so let SIMPLE JAMES take wing, -
'Tis not of him I'm going to sing.
THE PASHA'S CLERK
Good PASHA BAILEY kept a clerk
(For BAILEY only made his mark),
His name was MATTHEW WYCOMBE COO,
A man of nearly forty-two.
HIS ACCOMPLISHMENTS
No person that I ever knew
Could "yodel" half as well as COO,
And Highlanders exclaimed, "Eh, weel!"
When COO began to dance a reel.
HIS KINDNESS TO THE PASHA'S WIVES
He used to dance and sing and play
In such an unaffected way,
He cheered the unexciting lives
Of PASHA BAILEY'S lovely wives.
THE AUTHOR TO HIS READER
But why should I encumber you
With histories of MATTHEW COO?
Let MATTHEW COO at once take wing, -
'Tis not of COO I'm going to sing.
THE AUTHOR'S MUSE
Let me recall my wandering Muse;
She SHALL be steady if I choose -
She roves, instead of helping me
To tell the deeds of BAILEY B.
THE PASHA'S VISITOR
One morning knocked, at half-past eight,
A tall Red Indian at his gate.
In Turkey, as you're p'raps aware,
Red Indians are
extremely rare.
THE VISITOR'S OUTFIT
Mocassins decked his
graceful legs,
His eyes were black, and round as eggs,
And on his neck, instead of beads,
Hung several Catawampous seeds.
WHAT THE VISITOR SAID
"Ho, ho!" he said, "thou pale-faced one,
Poor offspring of an Eastern sun,
You've NEVER seen the Red Man skip
Upon the banks of Mississip!"
THE AUTHOR'S MODERATION
To say that BAILEY oped his eyes
Would
feebly paint his great surprise -
To say it almost made him die
Would be to paint it much too high.
THE AUTHOR TO HIS READER
But why should I ransack my head
To tell you all that Indian said;
We'll let the Indian man take wing, -
'Tis not of him I'm going to sing.
THE READER TO THE AUTHOR
Come, come, I say, that's quite enough
Of this
absurd disjointed stuff;
Now let's get on to that affair
About LIEUTENANT-COLONEL FLARE.
Ballad: Lieutenant-Colonel Flare
The earth has armies plenty,
And semi-warlike bands,
I dare say there are twenty
In European lands;
But, oh! in no direction
You'd find one to compare
In
brotherly affection
With that of COLONEL FLARE.
His soldiers might be rated
As military Pearls.
As unsophisticated
As pretty little girls!
They never smoked or ratted,
Or talked of Sues or Polls;
The Sergeant-Major tatted,
The others nursed their dolls.
He spent his days in teaching
These truly
solemn facts;
There's little use in preaching,
Or circulating tracts.
(The vainest plan invented
For stifling other creeds,
Unless it's supplemented
With
charitable DEEDS.)
He taught his soldiers kindly
To give at Hunger's call:
"Oh, better far give blindly,
Than never give at all!
Though
sympathy be kindled
By Imposition's game,
Oh, better far be swindled
Than
smother up its flame!"
His means were far from ample
For pleasure or for dress,
Yet note this bright example
Of single-heartedness:
Though ranking as a Colonel,
His pay was but a groat,
While their
reward diurnal
Was - each a five-pound note.
Moreover, - this evinces
His kindness, you'll allow, -
He fed them all like princes,
And lived himself on cow.
He set them all regaling
On curious wines, and dear,
While he would sit pale-ale-ing,
Or quaffing ginger-beer.
Then at his instigation
(A pretty fancy this)
Their daily pay and ration
He'd take in change for his;
They brought it to him
weekly,