And often in those grand old woods And my heart will travel back again To the place where Mary lies; And I'll think I see the little stile Where we sat side by side, And the springin' corn, and the bright May morn, When first you were my bride. LADY DUFFERIN. The Happy Land. THERE is a happy land, Far, far away, Where saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as day. Come to this happy land Come, come away; Why will ye doubting stand Why still delay? Oh, we shall happy be, When, from sin and sorrow free, Lord, we shall live with thee Blest, blest for aye. Bright in that happy land Beams every eye: Kept by a Father's hand, Love cannot die. On then to glory run; Be a crown and kingdom won; And bright above the sun, Reign, reign for aye. ANDREW YOUNG. Gluggity Glug. A JOLLY fat friar loved liquor good store, And he had drunk stoutly at supper; "Some rogue," quoth the friar, "quite dead to remorse, Some thief, whom a halter will throttle, Some scoundrel has cut off the head of my horse, While I was engaged at the bottle, Which went gluggity, gluggity-glug-glug-glug." The tail of the steed pointed south on the dale, 'T was the friar's road home, straight and level; But, when spurred, a horse follows his nose, not his tail, So he scampered due north like a devil. "This new mode of docking," the friar then said, "I perceive does n't make a horse trot ill; "And 't is cheap, for he never can eat off his head While I am engaged at the bottle, Which goes gluggity, gluggity-glug-glug-glug." The steed made a stop-in a pond he had got, He was rather for drinking than grazing; Quoth the friar, "'T is strange headless horses should trot, But to drink with their tails is amazing!' Turning round to see whence this phenomenon rose, Quoth he, "The head 's found, for I 'm under his nose,- Which goes gluggity, gluggity—glug-glug-glug." ANONYMOUS. Here she Goes-and There she Gocs. Two Yankee wags, one summer day, Stopped at a tavern on their way; Supped, frolicked, late retired to rest, The breakfast over, Tom and Will Sent for the landlord and the bill; But hold! what wonder meets my sight? Tom! the surprise is quite a shock!” "What wonder? where?" "The clock! the clock!" Tom and the landlord in amaze Stared at the clock with stupid gaze, And for a moment neither spoke; At last the landlord silence broke: "You mean the clock that 's ticking there? Though may be, if the truth were told, But, if you please, what wonder 's in it?" "Tom, do n't you recollect," said Will, "The clock in Jersey near the mill, The very image of this present, With which I won the wager pleasant?" Will ended with a knowing wink Tom scratched his head, and tried to think. "Sir, begging pardon for inquiring," The landlord said, with grin admiring, "What wager was it?" "You remember, It happened, Tom, in last December. In sport I bet a Jersey Blue That it was more than he could do, To make his finger go and come In keeping with the pendulum, "Well, if I would, the deuce is in it!" "Do n't make us wait; Begin, the clock is striking eight." "Hold," said the Yankee, "plank the ready! The landlord wagged his fingers steady While his left hand, as well as able, Conveyed a purse upon the table. "Tom, with the money let 's be off!" This made the landlord only scoff. He heard them running down the stair, Thought he, "The fools! I'll bite them yet! And loud and loud the chorus rose His mother happened in, to see "Here she goes-and there she goes!" "Here! where?"--the lady in surprise His finger followed with her eyes; "Here she goes-and there she goes!" His wife surveyed him with alarm, While curled his very nose with ire, "Lawks!" screamed the wife, "I 'm in a whirl! Run down and bring the little girl; She is his darling, and who knows "Here she goes-and there she goes!" "Lawks! he is mad! What made him thus? For Doctor Brown, and Doctor Dun, And Doctor Black, and Doctor White, The doctors came, and looked and wondered, Till one proposed he should be bled, "No-leeched, you mean," the other said— Clap on a blister," roared another, "No-cup him". "No-trepan him, brother!" |