A SONG FOR THE PRINCE.

Wairarapa Standard, Volume I, Issue 46, 18 November 1867, Page 4

A SONG FOR THE PRINCE.

4 ike t*p I wake upl my meny men, and 'Wairap Volunteers, I Duke, a Royal Duke, will come to hear your loyal cheers, frtish up your coats, and black your boots, and make your bayonets shine, ilad look for all the world just like a regiment of the line. % te Major will attend of course, and take the chief command, And all the girls, upon parade, will .hear the Wairap hand. nf» won’t the trumpets blare away, and rattle loud the drums, •With “Nix my Dolly, Fake Away,” or “ the Conquering Hero Comes,’’ Yea, yes, ’twill be a jolly time, a gay and festive scene, For Wairap men will hail the Duke, because they love their Queen, The Mayor and Aldermen will sit in Greytown state. With wisdom and good consequence, in shining face and pate. But one and all, most dutiful, will take him by the hand, And show him all the wond’rona sights, on where they ought to stand— Point out .the -Church .and Wairqp Hall, or where they both will be, With all the great etceteras, delightful for to sec. He’ll visit "then the Greytown school, and hear the girls and boys, How fond they are of lollipops, and how they make a noise. The master will explain at large, and modest as a mouse, How very soon they do intend to build a teacher’s house; Perhaps it would be just as “well to give the Duke a hint, That the .greatest Greytown absentee is the “ master of the mint,” Then the boys will shout aloud and cry, girls dance upon the green, ’God bless the Duke of Edinburgh, God save our glorious Qneen. He’ll visit then the noble bridge across -the Waiohine, ■See the shingles in the river bed, and flax swamps long and green; Then up the stream from bank to bank, to the plain of Matarau, Where Captain Cook let loose bis swine—a boar pig and a sow. Then homeward bound, he’ll see the plain which natives call Moroa—’lwas where they kept their little birds, the smallest was a moa. With sights like these, ajoEy trip,.a gay and festive scene, T# please the Duke of Edinburgh, the son of England’s Queen. At eve there will be a dinner grand—a rich and sumptuous feast, With fowls of the.air, and fish, and pfimest of the beast. And bottled beer, Jamaica cream,.and champagne real from France— And after that a splendid ball, where wives and daughters dance. The Dnke, no doubt, will hop about on light fantastic toe. The Wairap girls will look their best, and dance nntil they blow. Champagne will be a running stream, and Addles-loudly play. There never was, nor will be times, like these upon that day— The sun willehinc with double force, the stars will shine more bright, And bonfires -will illuminate the town and •streets at night. Tha moming cock will crow alond—he could ■not go to sleep, Hecfchse it was a jolly night, remembrance dong will keep. And Jong may he, the Royal Duke, remember when at sea What Wairarapa men can do, and cheerfully can be, And may he tell the Prince at .home, that if he likes to come, The Wairap men shall blase away, and thunder loud the drum. The bells shall ring a meny peal, and never shall be seen Men who can sing more heartily, God save Pnncc, Duke, and Queen. Wairarapa, Nov. 14, 1867.