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Songs, Ballads, and Other Poems

by the late Thomas Haynes Bayly; Edited by his Widow. With A Memoir of the Author. In Two Volumes

Bayly, Thomas Haynes (1797-1839)

VOL I.

II.

[VOLUME TWO]

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I MUST COME OUT NEXT SPRING, MAMA.

I

I must come out next spring, Mama,
I must come out next spring;
To keep me with my governess,
Would be a cruel thing.
Whene'er I view my sisters dress'd,
In leno and in lace,
Miss Twig's apartment seems to be
A miserable place.
I must come out next spring, Mama, &c.

II

I'm very sick of Grosvenor Square,
The path within the rails;
I'm weary of Telemachus,
And such outlandish tales:

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I hate my French—my vile Chambaud,
In tears I've turn'd his leaves;
Oh! let me Frenchify my hair,
And take to gigot sleeves.
I must come out next spring, Mama, &c.

III

I know quite well what I would say
To partners at a ball;
I've got a pretty speech or two,
And they would serve for all.
If an Hussar,—I'd praise his horse,
And win a smile from him;
And if a naval man, I'd lisp,
“Pray, Captain, do you swim?”
I must come out next spring, Mama, &c.