And Betty's still at Susan's side: By this time she's not quite so flurried: She sits, as if in Susan's fate But Betty, poor good Woman! she, Five years of happiness or more But yet I guess that now and then With Betty all was not so well, And to the road she turns her ears, And thence full many a sound she hears, Which she to Susan will not tell. Poor Susan moans, poor Susan groans; "As sure as there's a moon in heaven,” Cries Betty, "he'll be back again; They'll both be here 'tis almost ten They'll both be here before eleven." Poor Susan moans, poor Susan groans; The clock gives warning for eleven; 'Tis on the stroke- "If Johnny's near," Quoth Betty," he will soon be here, As sure as there's a moon in heaven." The clock is on the stroke of twelve, The Moon's in heaven, as Betty sees, And Betty, half an hour ago, And Betty's drooping at the heart, And Susan's growing worse and worse, If she must go or she must stay! The clock is on the stroke of one; And Susan she begins to fear She prefaced half a hint of this " "I must be gone, I must away, Consider, Johnny's but half-wise; Susan, we must take care of him, If he is hurt in life or limb" "Oh God forbid!" poor Susan cries. "What can I do?" says Betty, going, "What can I do to ease your pain? Good Susan tell me, and I'll stay; I fear you're in a dreadful way, But I shall soon be back again." "Nay, Betty, go! good Betty, go! There's nothing that can ease my pain." Then off she hies; but with a prayer That God poor Susan's life would spare, Till she comes back again. So, through the moonlight lane she goes, And far into the moonlight dale; And how she ran, and how she walked, And all that to herself she talked, Would surely be a tedious tale. In high and low, above, below, In bush and brake, in black and green, 'Twas Johnny, Johnny, every where. She's past the bridge far in the dale; To hunt the moon that's in the brook, And now she's high upon the down, There's neither Johnny nor his Horse There's neither Doctor nor his Guide. "Oh saints! what is become of him? And joined the wandering gypsy-folk. |