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"I'll speak to your father," says Dobbler,
 * "I'll speak to your mother, likewise;

Be a soldier instead of a cobbler,
 * If they do not object to my size."
 * O dear! O dear! & c..

Then he hastened away to the "Lion,"
 * Where the drum and the fife he heard played,

His fate and his fortune to try on,
 * For he meant to make warfare his trade.

The shilling he got in a minute,
 * And the standard they reached, when, O my!

It was clear there could nothing be in it,
 * He was just four feet ten inches high!
 * O dear! O dear! &c.

"Too short," says the sergeant, "by gorry!"
 * "I'll put on my shoes," says the snob;

"That won't do," says the sergeant, "I'm sorry,
 * But you're rather too short for the job."

Says Dobbler (however unwilling),
 * "I must give up all thoughts of the wench;"

So the sergeant and he spent the shilling.
 * And the cobbler still works at his bench.
 * O dear! O dear! &c.

is commendable! if the person possessing it be above reproach—not else.