The quarter-day dawn is gleaming, love,
’Tis meet to move
From the floor above,
When the landlord below is dreaming, love.
Wide awake! for the peeler’s light is near,
And I yesterday made him “all right” my dear.
And the best of all ways
Upon quarter-rent days,
Is to make him wink at our flight, my dear,
Now the landlord, I’ve said, is sleeping, love,