Poems & songs by the late Thomas Morrison - Tapa blanda

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1902 Excerpt: ...sight 'The rhyme is written fairly, But if yer beat to read it richt Just hand it ower to Charlie. With jaunty step he struts along In dandy form complete, He knows no equal in the throng Whigh crowds the bustling street. The envy of each budding swell--Picked sample of the crop--No compeer but he must excel, So deems the City Fop. Arrayed in elegance of style, How trim he doth appear; With lisping speech and courteous smile, As vain as insincere. Gay as a moth in noontide's ray That nutters without stop, Ere night hath closed its shortlived day So with the City Fop. For rival sparks a bow or sneer, For whimpering maids a sigh; Should one of labour's sons draw near How smart he strutteth by. Quick as the springey cork outflies With effervescent pop, As quick from honest worth off hies The giddy City Fop. He frolicked gaily in life's Spring, Soon Spring and Summer fled; vVhen Autumn came he drooped his wing, His plumage quickly shed No more he struts with step erect, Nor twirls his flimsy prop; In seedy garb we now detect The once gay City Fop. And now with none his life to cheer, Each hour with gloom o'ercast, He ponders o'er his vain career, His follies of the past. Last seen 'twas where a doubtful door Leads to a nameless shop; But hold, I will describe no more The fallen City Fop. Jamie and Jean, or the Fife Mock Marriage. Sittin' gauntin' by the ingle, Ponderin' owre his lanesome life, Jamie, wha had lang been single, Thocht that he wid hae a wife. Trade wi' Jamie had been thrivin', Brichter prospects seemed in view; Guineas rife as bees when hivin' Fast into his kist-neuk flew. "But" quo' Jamie, "whaur's the pleasure, Thus for waulth to rack my brains, What to me is warldly treasure When I've neither wife nor weans. "Lang I've thoch...