A REMINISCENCE.
I remember, I remember,
The cell, which now I scorn.
The little window where no sun
Could cheer the dreary morn.
Policeman X. no wink too soon,
Brought in my musty fare,
And, growling as he went away,
Locked me in safely there!
I remember, I remember,
We'd been out late at night.
Twain heroes who, o'er sundry cups,
Wound up by "getting tight;"
And then, although no blood was spilt,
That fiend in blue we met;
"Run in" upon my natal day—
Oh, would I could forget.
I remember, I remember,
No soda would he bring,
He said the air seem'd rather fresh
For night birds on the wing!
The spirits needed feathers then,
And rest my fevered brow;
He only said, "The place is cool,"
And, "Mind! don't make a row!"
The Figaro, March 7, 1874.
Another parody of the same original appeared in The Figaro for August 26, 1874. It was entitled, "I Remember, I Remember, a reminiscence of Child-Hood and Thomas Hood," and consisted of four verses, but they are not now of sufficient interest to be quoted.