That here I be ’nd younder’s Jim,—
He havin’ his opinyin uv me,
’Nd I havin’ my opinyin uv him.
LITTLE BOY BLUE[[10]]
The little toy dog is covered with dust,
But sturdy and staunch he stands;
The little toy soldier is red with rust,
And his musket moulds in his hands.
Time was when the little toy dog was new,
And the soldier was passing fair;