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O'DOHERTY'S CONFESSION. |
 | Miscellaneous writings of the late Dr. Maginn |  |
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O'DOHERTY'S CONFESSION.
I often told you how I loved her
In manhood's early glow;
I never told you why I loved her—
This you now shall know!
'T is true her stature, shape, and face,
Were, all three, queer—but, zounds!
The “handsome feature” in her case
Was “fifty thousand pounds!”
In manhood's early glow;
I never told you why I loved her—
This you now shall know!
'T is true her stature, shape, and face,
Were, all three, queer—but, zounds!
The “handsome feature” in her case
Was “fifty thousand pounds!”
She had an eye, whose lustre lonely
Her furrowed phiz illumined;
That is, one side and one side only—
The other cheek was doomed
To darkness deep as death's drear valley,
And but for her bright nose
No gleam had lent that cheek's blind alley,
Such radiance in repose.
Her furrowed phiz illumined;
That is, one side and one side only—
The other cheek was doomed
To darkness deep as death's drear valley,
And but for her bright nose
No gleam had lent that cheek's blind alley,
Such radiance in repose.
Well, well, her father lost his money,
And she began to look
In my fond eyes so strangely funny—
It would not suit my book.
Could I take off this old man's daughter,
His last remaining prop?
No, no; I mixed some gin and water,
And begged she'd taste a drop.
And she began to look
In my fond eyes so strangely funny—
It would not suit my book.
Could I take off this old man's daughter,
His last remaining prop?
No, no; I mixed some gin and water,
And begged she'd taste a drop.
She did so; and, as I'm a sinner,
She pulled so wondrous well,
That “oh!” thought I, “such rare beginner
Will doubtless soon excel!”
And, turning to her joyless father,
I said, “Flare up, old chap!
I wooed her once, but now I rather
Think the thread must snap!”
She pulled so wondrous well,
That “oh!” thought I, “such rare beginner
Will doubtless soon excel!”
And, turning to her joyless father,
I said, “Flare up, old chap!
I wooed her once, but now I rather
Think the thread must snap!”
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The old man's look grew stern and sterner,
The maiden seemed to swoon:
“So ho!” thought I, “'tis time to spurn her—
Does she think me such a spoon?
Good bye—good bye—both child and parent,
Your cash is gone; and I
To nothing being heir-apparent,
Will wifeless live and die!”
The maiden seemed to swoon:
“So ho!” thought I, “'tis time to spurn her—
Does she think me such a spoon?
Good bye—good bye—both child and parent,
Your cash is gone; and I
To nothing being heir-apparent,
Will wifeless live and die!”
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