A RETIRING YOUNG MAN.
(Positively his Last Appearance.)
I linger on the same old stage
Which I have graced so long,
Though oft, when sick, or in a rage,
I've sworn to give up song,
Still somehow, like mellifluous Reeves,
I flow, and flow, and flow.
Stage-stars, though fond of taking leaves
Are very loth to go.
Teutons, once again,
Greet me once again!
Old songs I'm singing,
Shall I sing in vain?
Once more I front the same old House,
And hear the same "Encore!"
My rivals slink as slinks the mouse
When Leo lifts his roar.
I'll take my turn with potent voice,
In solo or in glee.
At my rentrée my friends rejoice
They only wanted Me!
Teutons, once again!
Greet me once again!
Old strength is waking,
Shall it wake in vain?