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He You know you're always after

fellows

She. 'Tis only you're so very jealous→→
He. You'll own you do it—
She. Oh, you shall rue it!
He. We're a happy pair, so people
tell us.

Both. O dear, O dear, &c.

He. You'll own your temper's very bad,

Looks so flouting, always pout

ing

She. Your's is enough to drive one mad,

Suspicious, jealous, doubting.

He. You know my passion don't remain,

She. But soon as off begins again,
He. Oh! how vexing!

She. How perplexing!
He. You'll put me in a rage again—
Both. O dear, O dear, &c.

Hc. Madam, we had better part Than be living constant dinning She. Oh, I'll agree with all my heart, Let's be the task beginning,

He. I hereby bid a last adieu—
She. And now I take a final view-

He. North

She. South

He. East

She. West

He. Take which corner you like best Both. O dear, O dear, I now (for life) Am rid of my tormenting wife. She. Oh dear, O dear, I now (for life).

Forsake the office of a wife.

[Spoken.] Well, then, madam, as you are determined to go, good bye.Good bye, sir!-You'll recollect, madam, 'tis all your own fault.-I beg your pardon, sir, 'tis all your own fault ; I say 'tis your's, sir!-Zounds, madam! say, 'tis your's-You know I never was in a passion!

I

He. My dearest love don't leave me so, Without measure you're my plea

sure

She. You know, my love, I could not go, For you're my darling treasure. He. Then for the future lets agree, She. and live in sweetest harmony.

He. Nor let to-morrow
She. Bring forth sorrow,
He. To crush our sweet felicity.
She. O dear, O dear, 'tis the joy of my
life,

That ever I became your wife! He. O dear, O dear, 'tis the joy of my life,

That ever you became my wife!

LOVE NOT.

Love not, love not, ye hapless sons of clay,

Hope's gayest wreaths are made of earthly flowers.

Things that are made to fade and fall away,

Ere they have blossom'd for a few short hours.

Love not, love not, &c.

Love not, love not, the things you love may die,

May perish from the gay and gladsome earth,

The silent stars, the blue and smiling

sky,

mu w

Beam on its grave, as once upon its

birth.

Love not, love not, &c.

Love not, love not, the things you love may change,

The rosy lip may cease to smile on you, The kindly beaming eye grow cold and strange,

The heart still warmly beat, yet not be true.

Love not, love not, &c.

Love not, love not, oh! warning vainly said,

In present hours, as in years gone by, Love flings a halo round the dear one's

head, Faultless, immortal, till they change or die.

Love not, love not, &、

FLOW, O MY TEARS.

FLOW, O my tears, and cease not!
Alas, these young spring-tides increase

not!

Oh, when begin you to swell so high
That I may drown in you!

THE PILOT.

OH, Pilot! 'tis a fearful night,
There's danger on the deep,
I'll come and pace the deck with thee,
I do not dare to sleep.

Go down! the sailor cried, go down,
This is no place for thee;
Fear not! but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou may'st be.

Ah! pilot, dangers often met,
We all are apt to slight,

And thou hast known these raging

waves

But to subdue their might. It is not apathy, he cried,

That gives this strength to me, Fear not! but trust in Providence, Wherever thou may'st be.

On such a night, the sea engulph'd
My father's lifeless form;
My only brother's boat went down,
In just so wild a storm;
And such perhaps may be my fate,--
But still I say to thee,
Fear not! but trust in Providence,
Wherever thou may'st be.