The Lord May'r 'll do whate'er he's able,
"Hoping you've all things comfortable!"
Ladies will send you costly flowers,
To mollify your dying hours;
And 'white Japonicas' shall thence
Be emblems of your innocence!
Pretend (to make the Parson stare)
An extra-Ord'nary love of prayer;
The Jailer give a fond adieu,
And squeeze the Sheriff's hand in two.