THE SHEEP'S IN THE MEADOW, THE COW'S IN THE CORN.
WHERE IS THE BOY WHO LOOKS AFTER THE SHEEP?
HE'S UNDER THE HAYCOCK, FAST ASLEEP (?)"
TO A LADY.
(Born so late in the Year, that she nearly missed having a Birthday altogether.)
Accept, dear girl, the season's compliments
For Christmas and the twenty-ninth December,
Your birthday—most auspicious of events—
Is also Mr. Gladstone's, you remember.