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JOLLY ANGLEE3. ■jjfOTJE of us went out fishing—(Sl Mary, I’aivy, I, aa.l the man; L'o use in grumbling or wishing, People may catch who can. Mary was lucky that morning, Lucky almost, I think, as the man, And she laughed with her saucy scorning, As the fishes they filled her can. The man was lucky in hooking; Off the perch with his trimmers ran, And ho caught us a dish worth cooking. As your Maidenhead fisherman can. I caught nothing worth keeping. Things about the length of a span; When a gentleman’s heart is leaping He may strike a fish, it he can. But Fairy, she made a capture, On her darling own original plan. And Fairy’s eyes looked rapture As her great soft violets can. With a single line she made it, O, such a line you’d have liked to scan 1 One line, and the lady laid it Where loving young ladies can. In a gentleman’s hand she placed it. Before our Maidenhead fishing began. How his chances of il ,li were wasted. Tell, lovers—who only can. Over-night an enraptured dancer Had handed a passionate note in a fan, And the line was this gracious answer—- “ You may loon me—if you can.”
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Hawke's Bay Times, Volume 7, Issue 340, 11 January 1866, Page 1
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206Select Poetry. Hawke's Bay Times, Volume 7, Issue 340, 11 January 1866, Page 1
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