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 At local assemblies he danced
 * Until he felt thoroughly ill—

He waltzed, and he galloped, and lanced,
 * And threaded the mazy quadrille.

The maidens of Turniptopville
 * Were simple—ingenuous—pure—

And they all worked away with a will
 * The nobleman's heart to secure.

Two maidens all others beyond
 * Imagined their chances looked well—

The one was the lively ,
 * The other sad.

had determined to try
 * And carry the Earl with a rush,

Her principal feature was eye,
 * Her greatest accomplishment—gush.

And chose this for her play
 * Whenever he looked in her eye

She'd blush and turn quickly away,
 * And flitter and flutter and sigh.

It was noticed he constantly sighed
 * As she worked out the scheme she had planned—

A fact he endeavoured to hide,
 * With his aristocratical hand.