After this, one thinks comparatively little of such sallies as:—
"You an exile here are rated."
"Yes,
It's not exile-a-rating, I confess."
So, sire, I on the Tuesday ran away,
To 'scape the wedding on the Wedding's day.
"Oh, mind! my hair you out in handfuls pull."
"Why so much cry about a little wool?"
At one point we have:—
De Bois. Your Majesty, we've sought you everywhere.
Your absence much alarm has been creating,
Even the royal dinner's been kept waiting
Till you came home.
Francis.So you regret, I see,
The missing dinner—not the absentee.
Surrey, in "Windsor Castle," is represented not only as poet but as composer, and in the combined characters puts together a love song addressed to his Geraldine. Unfortunately, when he comes to sing it to her, he finds he has forgotten some of the words:—
Surrey. Well! the refrain which I composed as well,
Is no "Fol de riddle lol," made in my cell;
Where, 'stead of idly lolling all the day,
My time I fol de riddle lolled away,
I cannot somehow call each verse to mind,
But substitutes for words I soon can find;
Toodle um, or something of that sort;
I'll sing the air; 'tis very sweet and short.
(Sings.)