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THE WISHES OF A DUMB-WAITER.
To circle round the “social board,”
'Mid wit and wine, I am not able;
Nor, with rich fruits and dainties stored,
To wait upon your dinner-table.
'Mid wit and wine, I am not able;
Nor, with rich fruits and dainties stored,
To wait upon your dinner-table.
Domestic in my tastes and ways,
On humbler errand am I come;
The breakfast-hour my gifts displays,
The servant of a quiet home.
On humbler errand am I come;
The breakfast-hour my gifts displays,
The servant of a quiet home.
Of my new masters I've no fears;
For he, who recommends the place,
Has known the worth of one for years,
And reads the other's—in her face.
For he, who recommends the place,
Has known the worth of one for years,
And reads the other's—in her face.
And so, a willing drudge, I'll turn
Upon my rounds without ado,
And wonder at the hissing urn
For waiting noisily on you.
Upon my rounds without ado,
And wonder at the hissing urn
For waiting noisily on you.
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Centre of gravity sedate,
I watch o'er household griefs and blisses,
But hold my tongue, and never prate
Either of quarrels or of kisses.
I watch o'er household griefs and blisses,
But hold my tongue, and never prate
Either of quarrels or of kisses.
Like some good commonplace M.P.,
I to my betters “pass the butter;”
And, in my way as wise as he,
Turn round and round, but never utter.
I to my betters “pass the butter;”
And, in my way as wise as he,
Turn round and round, but never utter.
My trusty counsel I can keep
Whene'er my lady has the vapours;
Or, fidgety from want of sleep,
My master d**s the morning papers.
Whene'er my lady has the vapours;
Or, fidgety from want of sleep,
My master d**s the morning papers.
But happier, that I never tire
Of listening to the cozy chat
And simmer by the new-lit fire—
The pleasant talk of this and that—
Of listening to the cozy chat
And simmer by the new-lit fire—
The pleasant talk of this and that—
The morning's plan for work or play—
The homely cares—the homely joys—
And, on the welcome holiday,
The laughter of the girls and boys.
The homely cares—the homely joys—
And, on the welcome holiday,
The laughter of the girls and boys.
The choicest blessings of the hearth
For you, through me, the sender prays,
With all the good things upon earth,
As health, and wealth, and length of days.
For you, through me, the sender prays,
With all the good things upon earth,
As health, and wealth, and length of days.
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Long may the “whirligig of time”
For you lay its “revenges” by,
And point the moral of my rhyme,
By turning smoothly, as will I.
For you lay its “revenges” by,
And point the moral of my rhyme,
By turning smoothly, as will I.
God speed you then: locutus sum,
And, having once the silence broken,
I shall for evermore be dumb:
Excuse me, please, for having spoken.
And, having once the silence broken,
I shall for evermore be dumb:
Excuse me, please, for having spoken.
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