FROM LAL.

They say a Greek philosopher

Thought long, both night and day,

How for the cure of human woes

To find the surest way.

“The bad,” he found, “without a doubt,

Dwelt but in woman’s ways.”

So he advised, most earnestly,

“Don’t on a woman gaze.”

Now, I before you put the case—

Did he find right or wrong?

If he found right, then his advice

Was hardly worth a song.

To those who wish with certainty

From marriage bonds to fly,

I give this counsel, “Constantly

On women keep an eye.”

He——was a Ninth-class Councillor,

And she——a General’s daughter.

He timidly declared his love;

She spurned him when he sought her.

Then went that Ninth-class Councillor,

And drowned his grief in drinking;

And through the vinous fumes all night

That General’s girl came blinking—blinking.