The MinstrelA Collection of Poems

LIV.

Then servants, two, Pa, Ma, and daughters three,

All drove in madcap hurry to the station,

In fact, they might have tittered “Seven are we”

Had they remembered the superb quotation;

But Julia (housemaid) made some lamentation

About some best back hair she'd left behind,

But all was done to soothe her perturbation

Till she became more quietly inclined;

This nat'rally destroyed her usual peace of mind.

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LV.

They had arrived, and all was, out and in,

Superlatively pleasant to behold;

The views themselves were highly int'resting,

As well as all the creatures of the fold

With which they all were pleased, so I am told,

Which was a comfort for their cherished pater,

Who was just then quite worth his weight in gold,

His bed-room full of bank notes; from these data

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