A BALLAD.
When I was a lover, I soon did discover That maids are more fickle than fowls of the air, The birds, with some reason, new mate at spring season, But the girls, they change lovers full ten times a year. Fair Kitty, with sighing, and blushing, and eyeing, My heart's warm affections inveigled away, But when, as behoved me, I ask'd if slis loved me, The skittish young filly replied with a— Xay ' In Lucy's silk fetters, like some of my betters, I was bound, but ne'er thought that a captive was I, Till one day, to my charmer my tongue growing warmer, She turn'd a cold shoulder and bade me good-bye ! Thus often some pious, fair sinner will tiy us With looks in which piudence and passion combine, But when, as a wooer, we seek and we sue her, She bids us go worship at some other shrine' Ah, girls, your soft treason hath taught me a lesson, No more shall I trust in your tears or your smiles. To the kind I shall render a kindness as tend-er. But the coy— l'll be hanged eie I'm caught by their wiles'. — H. J. B. May I], 1901.
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Otago Witness, Issue 2471, 24 July 1901, Page 65
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200A BALLAD. Otago Witness, Issue 2471, 24 July 1901, Page 65
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