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4 I left her and sported my figure and face, At opera, party and ball; I met pretty girls at ev’ry place, But I found a defect in all. The first did not suit me, l cannot tell how, The second I cannot tell why; And the third, bless me, I will not marry now “ There’ll be time enough for that,’’ said I

I look’d in the glass, and l thought I could trace, A sort of a wrinkle or two; So I made up my mind that I’d make up my face, And come out as good as new. To my hair I imparted a little more jet, And I scarce could suppress a sigh ; But I cannot be quite an old bachelor yet— No, “ there’s time enough for that, said I.

I was now fifty-one, yet 1 still did adopt All the airs of a juvenile beau; But somehow whenever the question I poop'd, The girls with a laugh said No. I am sixty to-day, not a very young man, And a bachelor doom’d to die ; So youths be advised and wed while you can- There’s no time to be lost, say I.

THE FIREMAN WATERMAN.

In Hudgerford Market a maid Dwelt, who never had thought o man,