HE.
If I were the maid I should feed his honest flame--
(Hey, but he's bashful as a youth can be!)

SHE.
If I were the youth I should speak to her to-day--
(Hey, but she sickens as the days go by!)

HE.
If I were the maid I should meet the lad half way--
(For I really do believe that timid youth will die'!)

BOTH.
I thank you much for your counsel true;
I've learnt what that poor soul ought to do!


[Illustration]




THE LORD CHANCELLOR'S SONG.


The law is the true embodiment
Of everything that's excellent.
It has no kind of fault or flaw,
And I, my lords, embody the Law.