For there’s love in thy smile,
And there’s joy in thy kiss.
Thou hast won me—then wear me!
Of thee, love, bereft,
I should fade like a flower,
Yes!—over the left!
Over the left!
A gentleman in Mobile has a watch that goes so fast, he is obliged to calculate a week back to know the time of day.
A new bass singer has lately appeared at New Orleans, who sings so remarkably deep, it takes nine Kentucky lawyers to understand a single bar!