Poetry.

Patea Mail, 28 September 1881, Page 2 (Supplement)

Poetry.

THE LOVERS. Sai.lt Slatbb, she was a young teacher who taught. And her friend, Charley Church, was a preacher who praught 1 Thoughhis enemies called him a screecher who scraught. His heart, when he saw her, kept sinking andeunk. And bis eyes, meeting hers, began winking andnuuk. While she, in her turn, fell to thinking and tLunk. He hastened to woo her, and sweetly he wooed. For bis love grew, until to a mountain it grewed. And what he was longing to do, then he doed.

In secret he wanted to speak, and he spoke. To seek with his lips what his heart long had soke; So be managed to let the truth leak, and it loke.

He asked her to ride to the church, and they rode; They so sweetly did glide, that they both thought they glode. And they came to the place to be tried, and were trode.

Then homeward, he said, let us drive, and they drove ; And as soon as they wished to arrive, they arxove; For whatever she could not contrive, she con trove.

The hiss he was dying to steal, then he stole } At the feet that he wanted to kneel, then he knole j And he said, “ I feel better than ever I foie.”

So they to each other kept clinging, and clung, • . . While time his swift circuit was winging, and wung; And this was the thing he was bringing, and brung. The man Sally wanted to catch, and had caught— That she. wanted from others to snatch, and had enaught—‘ Was the one she so liked to scratch, and she scraught. And Charley’s warm love began freezing, and froze. While he took to teasing, and cruelly teze. The girl he had wished to be squeezing, and squoze. ** Wretch !” he cried, when she threatened to Je »ve Him, and left, „ “ How could you deceive me, as you have deceft?” And the answered, *■ I promised to cleave, and 1 cleft 1 ’