By EDMUND H. YATES,
From Mirth and Metre, 1855.
Extract from Sir Rupert the Red, in imitation of Tennyson's Locksley Hall.
Very early in the morning would he, tumbling out of bed,
Mow his chin with wretched razor, mow and hack it till it bled;
Then he'd curse the harmless cutler, heap upon him curses deep,
Curse him in his hour of waking, doubly curse him in his sleep—
Saying, "Mechi! O my Mechi! O my Mechi, mine no more,