And since he's very dark and tall,
I think that, out of pure compassion,
I'll get papa to go and call.
So Lord St. Ives is occupying
The whole of Mr. Ford's Hotel—
Last Saturday his man was trying
A little nag I want to sell.
He brought a lady in the carriage—
Blue eyes,—eighteen, or thereabouts—
Of course, you know, we hope it's marriage!