Whene’er he plays the jailor’s part
He’s “up to” every dainty art,
And though you think he’ll let you off,
When well you know you’ll laugh and scoff
The moment when, on loosened pinions,
You wing away from his dominions;
From that wild dream you’ll soon awaken,
To learn you’re wofully mistaken;
Love never yet betrayed a trust,
So, for your comfort, stay you must!