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IIERE SHE GOES--AND THERE SHE GOES. 159
Supped, frolicked, late retired to rest,
The breakfast over, Tom and Will Sent for the landlord and the bill; Will looked it over; “Very rightBut 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
“You mean the clock that 's ticking there?
“Tom, do n't you recollect," said Will,
The very image of this present,
The landlord said, with grin admiring, “What wager was it?”
In keeping with the pendulum,
“Well, if I would, the deuce is in it!” Exclaimed the landlord; "try me yet,
And fifty dollars be the bet." “Agreed, but we will play some trick
To make you of the bargain sick!” “I'm up to that!"
“Do n't make us wait; Begin, the clock is striking eight." He seats himself, and left and right IIis finger wags with all his might, And hoarse his voice, and hoarser grows, With “ Here she goes--and there she goes ! ”
"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. 6. Tom, with the money let 's be off!" This made the landlord only scoff.
IIe heard them running down the stair,
His mother happened in, to see
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" Here she goes—and there she goes ! ” "Here! where ?”—the lady in surprise
His finger followed with her eyes;
Those words—that motion-are you mad ?
“ Here she goes—and there she goes !”
His wife surveyed him with alarm,
“Lawks!” screamed the wife, “I'm in a whirl!
Run down and bring the little girl;
“Here she goes—and there she goes ! ”
"Lawks! he is mad! What made him thus?
The doctors came, and looked and wondered,
Clap on a blister," roared another,
A sixth would recommend a purge,
Here she goes-and there she goes!"
“You all are fools,” the lady said,
Run, bid the barber come anon-
But here the doctors interpose"A woman never- _"
“There she goes !”
“A woman is no judge of physic,
him "_"leech him "—“pills! pills! pills!” And all the house the uproar fills.
SIE DIEL IN BEAUTY.
What means that smile? What means that shiver ? The landlord's limbs with rapture quiver, And triumph brightens up his faceHis finger yet shall win the race ! The clock is on the stroke of nineAnd up he starts—"'T is mine! 't is mine!” “What do you mean?”
“I mean the fifty!
you choose! But how is this! Where are they?”
"Who?" “ The gentlemen-I mean the two
Came yesterday—are they below ?” "They galloped off an hour ago.” “Oh, purge me! blister! shave and bleed! For, hang the knaves, I 'm mad indeed!”
She Died in Beauty.
She died in beauty,--like a rose
Blown from its parent stem;
Dropped from some diadem.
She died in beauty,—like a lay
Along a moonlit lake;
Of birds amid the brake.
She died in beauty,—like the snow
On flowers dissolved away;
Lost on the brow of day.