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9 "And shall," said she, "a virgin life

Await these pleasing charms?

And will not sighing, blooming youth

Receive me to his arms?—

Forbid it, Love!" She scarce had spoke,

When Cupid laid a trap;

For, at the chamber door was heard

A soft and gentle rap:

Cried Betty, "who is at the door?"

"Aye tell," quoth Chloe, "true;"

When straight a tender voice replied,

"Dear ma'am, I dye for you."

"What's that," she said, "O, Betty, say;

A man! and dio for me!

And can I see the youth expire?—

Oh no, it must not be!

Haste, Betty,—open quick the door:"

'Tis done; and, lo! to view,

A little man with bundle stood,

In sleeves and apron blue.

"Ye Powers!" cried Chloe, "what is this?

What vision do I see?

Is this the man, oh, mighty Love!—

The man that dies for me?"

"Yes, ma'am; your ladyship is right,"

The figure straight replied,

"And hard for me it would have been

If I had never dyed.

La! ma'am, you must have heard of me,

Although I'm no highflyer;

I live just by at No. 1,

I'm Billy Dip, the dyer.