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3 I was torn from my love ! ’twas a dreadful blow. And the lady she wiped her eye. But I didn’t die of grief, oh dear me, no- “ There‘ll be time enough for that," said I

The next was a lady of rank, a dame, With blood in her veins, you see; With the leaves of peerage she fann'd the flame, That now was consuming me.

But tho' of her great deseent she spoke, I found she was still very high, And I thought looking up to wife no joke- "There'll be time enough for that." said I.

My next penchant was for one whose face Was her fortune she was so fair ! Oh ! she spoke with an air of enchanting grace, But a man cannot live upon air.

And when poverty enters the doors, young Love Will out of the casement fly The truth of the proverb, I'd no wish to prove- "There'll be time enough for that," said I.

My next was a lady who lov'd romance, And she wrote very splended things And she said with a sneer when I ask'd her to dance, "Sir, I ride upon a horse with wings."

There was ink on her thumb when I kiss'd her And she whispered, if you should flie, (hand, I will write you an epitaph gloomy and grand" - "There'll be time enough for that, said I