Well I know now that music of Auber,
And this Nightingale, kept by one Shear.'
HENRY DUFF TRAILL.
VERS DE SOCIÉTÉ.
(LOCKER-LAMPSON)
There, pay it, James! 'tis cheaply earned;
My conscience! how one's cabman charges!
But never mind, so I'm returned
Well I know now that music of Auber,
And this Nightingale, kept by one Shear.'
There, pay it, James! 'tis cheaply earned;
My conscience! how one's cabman charges!
But never mind, so I'm returned