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 | Miscellaneous writings of the late Dr. Maginn |  |
[Oh! lay me when I die]
Oh! lay me when I die
Hard by
That little babbling brook, where you and I
Have sat, and sauntered many a summer's day,
Scenting the sweet soft hay;
There let me lay,
For there young mincing May
Comes first with mouth so meek,
And pale peach-coloured cheek,
And little naked feet,
That go pit pat,
And all that,
Tripping among the sweet
Daisies and violets,
And pale primroses;
And there she comes and sits
A tying up of posies
Fit for immortal noses
To sniff unto, and there
With silky swaling pair,
And iv'ry hands that wring it,
And to the zephyrs fling it,
Up from that babbling brook
The little Naiad's look,
Hard by
That little babbling brook, where you and I
Have sat, and sauntered many a summer's day,
Scenting the sweet soft hay;
There let me lay,
For there young mincing May
Comes first with mouth so meek,
And pale peach-coloured cheek,
And little naked feet,
That go pit pat,
And all that,
Tripping among the sweet
Daisies and violets,
And pale primroses;
And there she comes and sits
A tying up of posies
Fit for immortal noses
To sniff unto, and there
With silky swaling pair,
And iv'ry hands that wring it,
And to the zephyrs fling it,
Up from that babbling brook
The little Naiad's look,
Heaving up round white shoulders,
That dazzle all beholders,
And then so graceful glide they,
Some crablike (sidling) sideway;
Then on the bank I mention,
Like turtles at Ascension,
In heaps they're all a laying,
And then with pretty playing,
One, like a frightened otter,
Flopps down into the water;
The rest they flounce in a'ter—
Then some, with pea-green blushes,
Hide in amongst the rushes,
And one lies shamming sleep,
And one squeaks out “bo peep!”
And one raised head doth peer
Out with a laughing leer;
And then pops up another;
Another and another;
Then they pretend to smother,
A titt'ring talk conquettish,
Then with affected wonder,
And feigned frowns so pettish,
Like ducks they dive down under,
Then through the gurgling water,
To look and see ------
That dazzle all beholders,
And then so graceful glide they,
Some crablike (sidling) sideway;
Then on the bank I mention,
Like turtles at Ascension,
In heaps they're all a laying,
And then with pretty playing,
One, like a frightened otter,
Flopps down into the water;
The rest they flounce in a'ter—
Then some, with pea-green blushes,
Hide in amongst the rushes,
And one lies shamming sleep,
And one squeaks out “bo peep!”
And one raised head doth peer
Out with a laughing leer;
And then pops up another;
Another and another;
Then they pretend to smother,
A titt'ring talk conquettish,
Then with affected wonder,
And feigned frowns so pettish,
Like ducks they dive down under,
Then through the gurgling water,
To look and see ------
| Miscellaneous writings of the late Dr. Maginn | |