No rest but the grave from the tongue of my spouse.

From Wiseheart’s Merry Songster. Dublin.

(The same volume contains another parody, entitled Raw Lobsters, which is vulgar, and not funny.)

The Victim of Love.

Recitative.

Angelina, my chickabiddy!

I calls upon Angelina! Angelina!

A bobby hears, and says “Move on!”

His comic voice repeats the name around,