ww And it's umph! umph! what can the matter be, Umph! umph! what can the matter be,-(Twice.) Ephraim, thou'rt going astray. Yea, marvellous 'twas, when mine eyes first went roving, From meek sister Sarah toward's vanity smiled so good in, Yea, silk hose and pumps, on the pave ment she stood in, Which stirr'd up my zeal, as you stir up a pudding; 'Tis truth. &c. When I yea and nay ever pronounce to deceive her,. May I bow down my body to take off my beaver, I would cherish the maiden for ever and ever, By yea and nay, for thus much } own. www m And 'tis hump! hump! what can the matter be, I verily long to know what will the matter be, When she is bone of my bone. O! WHEREFORE WEEP, MY SISTER DEAR. O! WHEREFORE weep my sister dear, For truth and innocence are thine? O' cloud not with a falling tear A cheek where artless graces shine, Let other's weep, remorse who fear, But weep not thou, my sister dear I love thee well, my sister fair, WILT THOU MEET ME THERE LOVE! WHERE as dewy twilight lingers Harps seem touch'd by fairy fingers, Wilt thou meet me there, love? While the rapid swallow's flying, Wilt thou meet me there, love? Where soft gales from beds of flowers, Where soft gales, from beds of flow. ers, &c. While the bird of love is singing, Liquid notes around us flinging, Rapture to the full heart bringing, Wilt thou meet me there, love? Where as the dewy twilight lingers, &c far I'M SADDEST WHEN I SING You think I have a merry heart, I'm saddest when I sing! I heard them first in that sweet home I never more shall see, And now, each song of joy, has got A plaintive turn for me! Of all the friends I used to love, My tears when I bend over it, Yet those who hear me, little think OH NO! WE NEVER MENTION HER Он, no! we never mention her, Her name is never heard ; And when they win a smile from me, They bid me seek in change of scene They tell me she is happy now— They hint that she forgets me now. But if she loves, as I have loved, |