At last, we qualified our drooth,
An' up she got, siz she,
"We'll just retire to private life,
So Corney, come wid me."
But just before I stood to go,
I siz quite aisy "Miss,
You might bestow poor Corney K.
One little simple kiss."
"Ah! Corney tibbey, sure," said she,
"Two if ye like, ye thrush!"