THE LATEST COMIC SONG.

Observer, Volume 4, Issue 94, 1 July 1882, Page 250

THE LATEST COMIC SONG.

+ " OS3AR, DEAR, TAKE YOUR HAND AWAY." The following new comic song, by M. H. Roseni'eld, is now being sung in all the niusic halls in London and New York : — I'll sing to you of a nice young man, Of virtues rich and rare, Of stature tall and ankles thin, And long and curly hair. JEsthetic to a great degree, In actions sweet and mild, Sublimely lank and nonchalant, But just a little " wild " Spoeek : Not exactly wild in general, but somewhat resembling that which you'd call " fresh," and testhetic in his freshness, and full of cheek. And at his side he wore a huge bunch of roses, and violets, and asters, and sunflowers, and forget-me-nots, and turnips, and lilies, and pinks, and gracious knows what othsr host, of buds ; and he had a girl with whom he would roam forth, and lunch, and write poetry, and go to the theatre and the soiree and — and' — (slowly and with expression) occasionally 7ie would put Ms arm around Tier waist ! and he would call her Tiis flutterly-utterly little "all But" and "lily love," and give her all sorts of dilly-daffs and taffey-dills, and many other sorts of funny " dills," yet all the time his arm would stay just in the same place 2 But, oh ! didn't he blush when she removed it one day, and gently said : cnoKTis. Oscar, dear, Oscar, dear ! Take your hand away, sir, Some one might Be looking, love, Take your hand away. Oscar, dear, Oscar, dear ! Take your hand away, sir, Dont you see them looking, love,' Take your hand away. WALTZ BErBAIX. Oscar, dear, Oscar, dear ! How flutterly utterly flutter you are, Oscar, dear, Oscar, dear ! I think you are awfully wild ! One evening as they took a walk Upon the crowded street, They stopped before a window bright, Linked arm in arm so neat. She thought of nothing else but joy, Until, just at her side, She felt a " something" softly creep And gently there abide. Spoken : And then she did feel mortified ! And just imagine her predicament, when some vulgarly-minded little Arab passing by, coolly said : " Catch on, old gal ;" and another wicked fellow actually stopped and tittered and stuttered to his companion : Jim, d-d-do you get on to it ; aint it g-g-great !" and other real hard things until nearly " wild," the poor girl had to begin again. Choktts. — Oscar dear, Oscar deal*, &c. But this was many clays ago When snow the" winter clad, ' And recollections of that time Has often made her sad.' Eor far across the sea he's gone, And left her heart beguiled ; - Yet, I should think she loves him still, Though he is " O, so wild !" SPOKEN : Well, perhaps, he will come, again some day, -when she least expects him, and when the .lilies bloom. And I hope she will receive him with open arms and have plenty of pins/ in Tier belt, for it must be " hawf ully,- ghastly, jolly ye now,"; to. have her sigh so often. , - Chobtts.— Oscar dear, Oscar dear, &o. ' E^a'33ifc^n tb the- above, we Have also received from, the sp^blisher, Mr E. W. Helmigk, " The Verdict March," by Eugene I*. Blake, composed on the ; occasion of the conviction of Gkiiteau, the murderer of President Gtorfield. ~ • ■ *