Wednesday. THROUGH M -- nch -- st -- r Square took a canter just now -- Met the @3old yellow chariot@1, and made a low bow. This I did, of course, thinking 'twas loyal and civil, But got such a look, oh, 'twas black as the devil! How unlucky! -- @3incog@1. he was travelling about, And I, like a noodle, must go find him out! @3Mem@1. -- When next by the old yellow chariot I ride, To remember there @3is@1 nothing princely inside. Thursday. At levee to-day made another sad blunder -- What @3can@1 be come over me lately, I wonder? The P -- e was as cheerful, as if all his life, He had never been troubled with friends or a wife -- "Fine weather," says he -- to which I, who @3must@1 prate, Answer'd, "Yes, Sir, but @3changeable@1 rather, of late." He took it, I fear, for he look'd somewhat gruff, And handled his new pair of whiskers so rough, That before all the courtiers I fear'd they'd come off, And then, Lord! how Geramb would triumphantly scoff! @3Mem@1. -- To buy for son Dicky some unguent or lotion To nourish his whiskers -- sure road to promotion! Saturday. Last night a Concert -- vastly gay -- Given by Lady C -- stl -- r -- gh. My Lord loves music, and we know, Has two strings always to his bow. In choosing songs, the R -- g -- t named "@3Had I a heart for falsehood framed@1." While gentle H -- rtf -- d begg'd and pray'd For "@3Young I am and sore afraid@1." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE MEANING OF PRAYER by JAMES MONTGOMERY BALLAD by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH GRACE AND STRENGTH by THOMAS BAILEY ALDRICH ON HIS HEAD WERE MANY CROWNS by MATTHEW BRIDGES THE ORGANIST IN HEAVEN (SAMUEL SEBASTIAN WESLEY) by THOMAS EDWARD BROWN DRINKING SONG OF MUNICH by THOMAS CAMPBELL |