THE BACHELOR'S LAST HOURS.
Air: " Sir John Moore." Not a laugh was heard, not a joyous note, As our friend to the bridal we hurried; Not a wit discharged hia farewell joke, As the bachelor went to be married. We married him quickly to save his fright; Our heads from the sad sight turning, And we sighed as we stood by the dim lamp light, To think him no£ more discerning. To think of a bachelor free and bright, And shy of the sex as we found him, Should there at the altar at dead of night Be caught in the snares that bound him. Few and short were the words we said, Tho' of cake arid wine partaking, We escorted him home fromthe scene of his dread, While his knees were awfully shaking. Slowly and sadly we marched him down From the top to the lowest storey, And we have not heard from or seen fcha poor man since, Whom we left alone in his glory.
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Thames Star, Volume XIV, Issue 4622, 27 October 1883, Page 1
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167THE BACHELOR'S LAST HOURS. Thames Star, Volume XIV, Issue 4622, 27 October 1883, Page 1
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