Oh, you're the one that I love best,
I praise you high and dearly;
My heart you'll get, my hand I'll give,
The kiss is most sincerely.
Worcester, Mass.
That the population of Dutch extraction in New York had no deep sympathy with the patriotic sentiments of revolutionary times seems to be indicated in a satirical stanza, which has come to us from an informant who learned it in youth of her aged grandmother, and which appears also to have been originally a dance-song. We hope that errors in spelling American Dutch may be forgiven:
Loope, Junger, de roier kome—
Spann de wagen voor de Paarde!
That is,
Run, lads, the king's men are coming;
Harness the wagons before the horses!
in jesting allusion to the speed with which the patriots were supposed to make off. The refrain is in part unintelligible to us, but seems to belong to a dance.
No. 60.
Sudden Departure.
A visitor approaches the ring from without, and pleads: