LIP-SERVICE.

Ju

I.

ULIA once and once again,
In coquettish fashion,

Heedless of her lover's pain,

Mocked his burning passion:
"Words of worship lightly fall
From a courtier, surely;
Mere lip-service — that is all! "
Said the maid, demurely.

II.

Then his kisses fell like dew

(Just where Love would choose 'em) On her mouth,— and through and through Thrilled her glowing bosom ;

Till she felt nor uttered she

Whisper of negation

"Mere lip-service" still may be Perfect adoration!

FAIRY TALES, LEGENDS, AND

APOLOGUES.

FAIRY TALES, LEGENDS, AND

APOLOGUES.

FATHER PUMPKIN; OR, ALWAYS IN LUCK.

AN ARABIAN TALE.

I.

IN Cairo once there dwelt a worthy man,

Toilsome and frugal, but extremely poor;
"Howe'er," he grumbled, "I may toil and plan,
The wolf is ever howling at my door,
While arrant rascals thrive and prosper; hence
I much misdoubt the ways of Providence.

II.

"Allah is Allah; and, we all agree,
Mohammed is his Prophet. Be it so;
But what 's Mohammed ever done for me,
To boil my kettle, I should like to know?
The thieves fare better, and I much incline

From this day forth to make their calling mine."

III.

"Dog of an Arab!" cried his pious spouse,

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'So, you would steal to better your estate,

And hasten Allah's vengeance! Shame! arouse !

Why sit you there repining at your fate?