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I dream to-night of the gay bright lights

Where I sought recreation;

While meek I sat at feet of profs

To gain an education:

I studied hard six dreary eves,

But when the seventh came,

Bade "au revoir" to books and grind,

And skipped to game.

There where lurked pleasure's devotees

Giant Kill-joy never came;

I met there New York's wildest swains,

And buxoms of ill fame:

We revelled all the evening through—

Fine fellowship, I say!

I ne'er happed on politer folk

Than in gay.

And which was I, kind sir, dost ask?

Was I a bad roue?

Or shameless demi-virgin wild,

In paint and powder gay?—

"But I was neither this nor that!"

Such answer here I set;

While youth in form, I chose to take

Diversion as soubrette.

The young bloods pardoned me—they said—

For wearing hated breeches!

"For thou art not a real male;

Thou'rt like yon winking witches