THE POET’S CORNER.

Rangitikei Advocate and Manawatu Argus, Volume XXXIII, Issue 9097, 17 March 1908, Page 6

THE POET’S CORNER.

THE BACHELOR'S CHAIR. It was bat a moment sue sat in this place, She’d a scarf on her neck, and a smile on her face ! A smile on her face, and a rose in her hair, And she sat there, and bloomed in my cane-bottom’d chair. And so I have valued my chair ever since, . , Like the shrine of a saint, or phe throne of a prince ; Sweet Fanny, my patroness sweet, I declare, The queen of my heait and my canebottom’d chair. When the candles burn low, and the company’s gone, In the silence of night as I sit w here alone— I sit here alone, but we yet are a pair— My Fanny I see in my cane-bottom’d chair. She comes from the past and revisits my room; She looks as she then did, all beauty and bloom, So smiling and tender, so fresh and so fair, And yonder she sits in my cane-bot-tom* d chair. W. M. THACKERAY.