HIS Indian weed, now withered quite, Though green at noon, cut down at night, All flesh is hay: Thus think, and sınoke tobacco. The pipe, so lily-like and weak, Does thus thy mortal state bespeak; Thou art even such, Gone with a touch: Thus think, and smoke tobacco. And, when the smoke ascends on high, And, when the pipe grows foul within, Think of thy soul defiled with sin; For then the fire It does require : Thus think, and smoke tobacco. And seest the ashes cast away, Then to thyself thou mayest say, That to the dust Return thou must: Thus think, and smoke tobacco. 41 669 Way down in the valley, where the lily first blows, And the wind from the mountain ne'er ruffles the rose, There lived an" "old nigger, and his name was Uncle Ned, And he died long ago, long ago; And he had no wool on the top of his head, In the place" "where early falls the dew; Gave me 99 66 a lobster in a lobster-pot, A blue-fish wriggling on" "all those endearing young charms, Which I gaze on so fondly to-day, Were to fleet" " on the Camptown racecourse, five miles long, doo da, doo da; The Camptown ladies sing this song: Whether his mother was willing or no, When he came to Miss Mousey's hall," “There he heard a window, just above his head, Open very softly; and a small voice said," - And he was wondrous wise, He jumped into a bramble-bush, And scratched out both his eyes; And, when he saw his" "Dinah perambulating in the garden one day, Her father came to her, and thus he did say," "I'm a broken-hearted milkman, in grief I'm arrayed, For the keeping of the company of a young servantmaid, Who lived on board wages, the house to keep clean, "Way down the cane-brake, close by the mill, There lived a yellow gal, her name was Nancy Till. MEDLEY. She knew I loved her, she knew it long: I'm going to serenade her, and this shall be my song: "Meet me to-night, dearest, down by the gate, Anxiously, longingly, for thee I'll wait; "There's where ""the grasshopper sat on the sweet-eater-vine, There came a turkey-gobbler, up behind, And yanked him off” "On the Tombigbee River, so bright was I born, "Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh give me back my" "Balm of Gilead, Gilead, Balm of Gilead, Gilead, Balm of Gilead 'Way down the" "Mississippi floating, Of "the days when we went gipsying, long, long ago; And all the young men were dressed" a wet sheet and a flowing sea, In " "The star-spangled banner, oh, long may it wave O'er the land of the free and the home of" 66 'Roy's wife of Aldevaloch, Roy's wife of Aldevaloch. Wot ye how she cheated me," "In August last, on one Friday, Rolling home, rolling home, Rolling home, rolling home, rolling home. And happy is the man who shall meet us, As we go" "singing so merrily, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha! Working so merrily, fast to and fro, Knocking the nuggets out, Rolling the stones about, Seeking for treasures," "From Greenland's icy mountains, Where" "Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow, "Tramp, tramp," &c. |