Mona. Clearly!
Prince Doodle. My parent gone, th’ apparent heir was I!
To gain the throne he wished that I should die.
And then, because I couldn’t see why he,
Instead of I, the nation’s king should be;
He shipped me off, alone, to go to see,
Alone I said! not so! off was I cast
With four and forty geese before the mast!
His parting words were these:—“Return, my dear,
(Of course the whole thing was a jibe and sneer)