My little jokes I crack;
The parlour-maid with mirth is bowed—
Oh, bring my Butler back!
Yes! bring that paragon to me—
'Tis true he drank my wine;
But, as I found it disagree,
I don't so much repine:
'Tis true we missed a little plate
When he gave us the sack.
But "all things come to them that wait"—