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 pouting 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 dinningShe. Oh, I'll agree with all my heart, Let's be the task beginning, m He. I hereby bid a last adieu She. And now I take a final view 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; 1 say 'tis your's, sir!-Zounds, madam! I say, 'tis your's-You know I never was in a passion! 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, He. Then for the future lets agree, He. Nor let to-morrow He. To crush our sweet felicity. 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, 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! Oh, when begin you to swell so high THE PILOT. OH, Pilot! 'tis a fearful night, I'll come and pace the deck with thee, Go down! the sailor cried, go down, Ah! pilot, dangers often met, And thou hast known these raging waves But to subdue their might. It is not apathy, he cried, That gives this strength to me, On such a night, the sea engulph'd And such perhaps may be my fate,-- Fear not! but trust in Providence, |