A BALLAD OF COIFFURES.
Oh, I remember passing- well The curly bang she used to wear, That rippling- to her eyebrows fell And gave to her a rougish air— My Neily of the nut brown hairBut Nellie's gone for evermore, To call her that I'd never dare Since she's attained a Pompadour. I mind me of a saintly Nell Who wore, Priscilla like, her-hair All primly parted, showing well A marble forehead, smooth and fair; One height were we, but now, I swear, She tops me half a foot or more In the new aspect she doth wear Since she's attained a Pompadour. I wish I had made haste to tell My passion's story, I declare, Either to Nellie or to NellNo solace find I anywhere, For nowadays I never dare To call her aught but Eleanor,. So high and mighty is her air ' .j Since she's attained a Pompadour. ENVOI.
Goddess, whose mandate rules the fair, Revoke thine edict, I implore, For I'm beginning- to despair Since she's attained a Pompadour.
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Auckland Star, Volume XXX, Issue 196, 19 August 1899, Page 1 (Supplement)
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172A BALLAD OF COIFFURES. Auckland Star, Volume XXX, Issue 196, 19 August 1899, Page 1 (Supplement)
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