300 Let mirth and glee abound! You'll soon grow bright With borrowed light, And shine as he goes round! THE SCHOOL FOR SCANDAL. LET THE TOAST PASS. HERE 's to the maiden of bashful fifteen ; Here's to the flaunting extravagant quean, Drink to the lass, I'll warrant she 'll prove an excuse for the glass. Here's to the charmer whose dimples we prize, Here's to the girl with a pair of blue eyes, Here's to the maid with a bosom of snow; For let 'em be clumsy, or let 'em be slim, LET THE TOAST PASS. So fill a pint bumper quite up to the brim, Let the toast pass, &c.1 JOHN O'KEEFE. 1747-1833. THE HIGHLAND REEL. SWEET JANE OF GRISIPOLY. OH, had I Allan Ramsay's art To sing my passion tender! 301 1 These gay and flowing verses, perhaps the most popular of their class in the language, are evidently modelled on the following song in Suckling's play of the Goblins: This song was appropriated by S. Sheppard, in a comedy called the Committee-man curried, 1647. Sheppard was a notorious plagiarist, and had the audacity to publish the lines without any acknowledgment of the source from whence he stole them. In every verse she 'd read my heart, How much I love the charming maid, She makes me know what all desire My senses she's bewilder'd quite, I seem an amorous ninny; A letter to a friend I write, Last Sunday when from church I came, I cried, when asked the text to name, 'T was Jane of Grisipoly. My Jenny is no fortune great, A straw for power and grand estate, So free my heart is wholly; Wind of the summer night! Where yonder woodbine creeps, Fold, fold thy pinions light! She sleeps! My lady sleeps! 303 ALFRED TENNYSON. 1809-1889. 1892 QUEEN MARY. THE MILK-MAID'S SONG. SHAME upon you, Robin, Shame upon you now! Kiss me would you? with my hands Milking the cow? Daisies grow again, Kingcups blow again, And you came and kiss'd me milking the cow. Robin came behind me, Kiss'd me well I vow; Cuff him could I? with my hands Milking the cow? Swallows fly again, Cuckoos cry again, And you came and kiss'd me milking the cow. Come, Robin, Robin, Come and kiss me now; Help it can I? with my hands Come behind and kiss me milking the cow. |