They all drift one way, though, out yonder I'll sit!
And wait till the shindying slackens a bit."
Singing dumbledumdeary, &c.
So HODGE, like old HORACE's Rustic, still waits
Till the waters flow by, or their turmoil abates;
And then hopes to reach "Happy Home" o'er that stream.
Let us hope that he mayn't find it only a dream!
Singing dumbledumdeary, dumbledumdeary,
Dumble, dumble, dumbledumdee!