 | 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition |  |
THE NEW PEER.
The doctor came and shook his head,
And swore the patient must be bled,
But what the malady might be,
With all his skill he could not see.
And swore the patient must be bled,
But what the malady might be,
With all his skill he could not see.
He sent the sufferer to his bed,
And hoped the sickness soon would flee.
But ere the night had flitted by,
The patient died, of—Dignity.
And hoped the sickness soon would flee.
But ere the night had flitted by,
The patient died, of—Dignity.
| 'Twixt Kiss and Lip or Under the Sword. By the author of "Women Must Weep," [i.e. F. W. O. Ward] Third edition | |