And glances round with an anxious thrill,
Awaiting the word of Beacon Hill.
But the Boston maid smiles courteouslee,
And gently murmurs, “Oh, pardon me!
“I did not catch your remark, because
I was so entranced with that charming vaws!”
Dies erit prægelida
Sinistra quum Bostonia.
James Jeffrey Roche.