The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] ... With a Copious Index. To which is prefixed Some Account of his Life. In Four Volumes |
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| The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] | ||
Is Faddle sick?—Lord! what a yelling!
Heav'ns! what a bustle in the dwelling!
Susan and Molly, turn and turn,
Watch the poor creature night and day,
And such solicitude display;
And sigh, and hang the head, and mourn;
And tread with cat-like step the floor,
And with such softness shut the door;
Such whispers, and such tiptoe stealings,
For fear of wounding Faddle's feelings;
And straw is also strew'd before the door,
That coaches may not spoil his pretty snore!
Heav'ns! what a bustle in the dwelling!
Susan and Molly, turn and turn,
Watch the poor creature night and day,
And such solicitude display;
And sigh, and hang the head, and mourn;
And tread with cat-like step the floor,
And with such softness shut the door;
Such whispers, and such tiptoe stealings,
For fear of wounding Faddle's feelings;
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That coaches may not spoil his pretty snore!
| The Works of Peter Pindar [i.e. John Wolcot] | ||