As if each man to his neighbour kind of wished to have his say;
But ’twas also said that like two rows of teeth the houses grew,
Threatening uncommon danger to the stranger passing through.
Yes, for like the note of freedom sounded on Hibernia’s harp,
Every person in the party was a most uncommon sharp;
And it got to be a saying that from such an ornery cuss
As a regular Gloryvillin—oh, good Law deliver us!
First of all the pay-dirt vanished or became uncommon rare,
Then they wandered more than ever to the Cross and from the Square,
For when all resources failed them nary copper did they mind,