TWO PICTURES.

Poverty Bay Herald, Volume VI, Issue 968, 5 December 1879, Page 2

TWO PICTURES.

(Before Marriage.) My Maggie, my beautiful darling, Come into my arms, my sweety < Let me fold you again to my bosom, So close that I can heir y6ur Heart beat, What ! these little fingers been sewing?' One's been pricked by the needle I set ; These hands shall be kept free from labor When once they are given to me. All mine, little pet, I; will shield you From trouble and labor and care, 1 will robe you like some fairy princess, And jewels shall gleam m your hair ; Those slippers you gave me are perfect, That dressing-gown fits to aT— • ... My darling, I wonder that heaven, .-,- -, r Should give such a treasure to me. Eight — nine— tea — eleven ! my precious, Time flies so when I am with you, It seems hot a moment I've been here, . And now, must I say it t— Adieu. ? *• (After Mirriage.) . '..' 1 Oh, Meg, you are heavy— l am tired _j , Go ait m the rocker, I pray; ' ' ' ■ Yonr weight seems a hundred and ninety When you plump down m that sort of way; ■ "•••■ ; ■ . You had better be mending my coat sleeve, I've spoken about it before,^And I want to finish tb'is novel And look over thoaebillsfrom-the stoM. This dressing gown acts like the devil* I These slippers ran down m the heel ; Strange, nothing can ever look decent : , „ I wish you could krtow how* they feel, ' What't this bill from Morgan I Why, . surely, •■ ■■■■■' "'■^■■- "^ ■■..■■ ' " It's not f6r another new dress, ' - Look here! I'll be a bankrupt ere New Year, Or your store bills will have to grbwless. Eight o'clock ! Meg, sew oh this button As soon as you finish that sleeve ;.,.;> Heigho 1 I am so deucedly sleepy, I'll pile off to bed t believe.