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THE "BAB" BALLADS.
"Of one alone I nightly dream,
An able mariner is he,
And gaily serves the Gen'ral Steam-
Boat Navigation Companee.
I'll marry him, if he but will—
His name, I rather think, is Bill.
"I see him when he's not aware,
Upon our hospitable coast,
Reclining with an easy air,
Upon the port against a post,
A-thinking of, I'll dare to say,
His native Chelsea far away!
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"Oh, mon!" exclaimed the Customs bold,
"Mes yeux!" he said, which means "my eye."
"Oh, chère!" he also cried, I'm told,
"Par Jove," he added, with a sigh.
"Oh, mon! oh, chère! mes yeux! par Jove!
Je n'aime pas cet enticing cove!"