Nor my caress did she resist,

And thus we toyed, and thus we played!
St. Patrick! 'twas a buxom bout,

'Twould won thy heart, old Paddy whack us, To see me standing up so stout,

Achilles grafted on to Bacchus !

Hope whispered, "now you've won the trick, sir;
Since you have the wizard's spell,
Give each one the charmed Elixir--
See you treat your comrades well."

[Galvanic current.]

To their mouths I then applied it,
Oh! most magical of drugs!-

All their eyes, when they had tried it,

Snapped and flashed, like lightning-bugs!

[Herds of marine buffaloes interrupted in their pasture.] Crash! went the ice-now mark the wonder, The dead men manned the shroud-like sails, Our ship went roaring on through thunder, Ploughing up the Arctic whales!

[Elee-mosynary presentations.]

And the sea serpents they flew

Around our prow like hawsers, slack,
And came up green, and gold, and blue,
Some purple, spotted, barred, and black,

And some with tongues at tail and head,
And some with phosphor lit the main,
While others spouted sparkles red,

Or left on waves a scarlet train.

[New motive power, the Bar and Crow.]

I took that strange, now living crow,
And tied him to our vessel's bow,
And never flew so fast a crow,

And never ship so swift did plough!

【Transparency for the Crystal Palace.]

I saw the sun right through the world!
The waters were as clear as glass,

And round and round a whirlpool whirled,
And in its vortex we did pass.

["White spirits and black, red spirits and grey, mingle, mingle, mingle, you that mingle may."]

The moon-triangle she had fled,
Lo! flowered hills I saw uproll,
And all the northern spirits, red,
Were dancing on a sunny knoll.
And then I saw the striped pole,
Eftsoons I knew it Symmes' Hole.
On it a flag, red, white, and blue,

And striped in sunshine calm.

[Annexation, extending the area of freedom.]

Quoth I, 'Though this countree be new,

'Tis owned by Uncle Sam.'

I wis ye never heard such shout

As when our crew they spied:
'Hold on ye fools, what are ye 'bout!'
To our dead crew, they cried,
'For see ye not the Maelstrom rout,
There opens vast and wide?'

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'Grammercy!' cried I, who will save?'

When lo! a boat from shore!

A lovely damsel cleft the wave
Amid the whirlpool's roar;

'Come off! come off the ship!' she cried,
The crew all frigid stand,

I leaped into her boat beside,

We bore away for land.

Now fast and fast our spectre ship

The dreadful gulf doth near,
Her crew stand firm, the masts do dip!

It roars! thou canst not hear!

The crackling of a river poured
In a volcano's mouth;

Compared with that would but afford
A zephyr from the South.

["Bless her let her go."]

I saw her go, my benison,

Go with her! ever on!

["I'll forgive your Highland chief, my daughter! oh! my daughter!"]

"Come back! come back! my orison,

She's got my Demi-John!"

In vain! the wrathful gulf it whirls,

[Time o'er the last of the Tar-tars.]

Doth boil, and seethe, and roar,

I fall in arms of rosy girls,

I swoon upon the shore,

[The lost Atlantic found, and the last crow heard.]

On flower beds, 'mid houris dear,
I dream in love's sweet smile,
I wake from sleep, by Chanticleer,
I'm corned, on Coney Isle !

THE DAUPHIN.

"Have we a Bourbon among us?"-OLD SONG.

IN Eighty-five King Louis' sight
Beheld the Dauphin come to light;

With joy his very eyes were wet,
And eke the nurse, who sweetly smiled
Upon the royal Bourbon child
Of lovely Antoinette.

But for its fate, ah! shed a tear,
For Simon, backed by Robespierre,
Thrashed and starved the infant so,

That in its tender innocence

It lost its little mite of sense,

And mighty little toe.

Now, having lost its dear mamma,

'Twas said it died by scrofula,

Which set the realm at rest.