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AH I remember when I was a girl	A
How my hair naturally used to curl	A
And how my aunt four yards of net would pucker	B
And call the odious thing 'Diana's tucker '	C
I hated it because although you see	D
It did for her it didn't do for me	D
Popkins said I should wear a low corsage	E
But this I know was merely badinage	E
I recollect the gaieties of old	F
Ices when hot and punch when we were cold	F
Race balls and county balls and balls where you	G
For seven shillings got dance and supper too	G
Oh I remember all the routs and plays	H
'But words are idle ' as Lord Byron says	I
And so am I and therefore can spare time	J
To put my recollections into rhyme	J
I recollect the man who did declare	K
When I was at the fair myself was fair	K
I had it in my album for three years	L
And often looked and shed delicious tears	M
I didn't fall in love however then	N
Because I never saw that man again	N
And I remember Popkins ah too well	O
And all who once in love with Chlo fell	O
They called me Chlo for they said my grace	P
Was nymph like as was also half my face	P
My mouth was wide but then I had a smile	Q
Which might a demon of its tears beguile	Q
As Captain Popkins said or rather swore	R
He liked me ah my Popkins all the more	R
He couldn't bear a little mouth for when	N
It laughed 'twas like a long slit in a pen	N
Or button hole stretched on too big a button	S
Or little cut for gravy in boiled mutton	S
Popkins was clever but I must proceed	T
More regularly that my friends may read	U
I didn't marry for I couldn't get	V
A man I liked I havn't got one yet	V
But I had handsome lovers by the score	R
Alas alas I always sighed for more	R
	-
First came young Minton of the ninth Hussars	P
His eyes were bright and twinkling as the stars	P
There was indeed a little little cast	W
But he assured me that it would not last	W
And only came when he one cold bivouac	X
Gazed on the foe and could not turn it back	X
The chill was so intense Poor Minton I	Y
Really did think he certainly would die	Y
He gave me of himself a little print	Z
The painter did not see or heed the squint	Z
Squint it was not but one eye sought the other	B
With tenderness as 'twere a young twin brother	B
He gave it and he sighed oh often after	B
The memory of that sigh hath chill'd my laughter	B
I'm sure I might have married him but then	N
I never did enough encourage men	N
And somehow he made love to Anna Budge	E
I never owed the ugly minx a grudge	E
Though God knows she was cross and plain enough	A2
The things he us'd to say to her such stuff	A2
	-
Then came young Frederic Mortimer de Veaux	P
A cruel faithless wretch that work'd me woe	B2
But such a man so tall so straight he took	C2
A lady's heart away at every look	C2
Such a hooked nose such loads of curly hair	K
Such a pale wild intense Byronic air	K
And his whole soul as he himself has said	U
'Wandering about among the mighty dead '	-
He had read books and rather liked to show it	D2
And always spoke like an inspired poet	E2
Last time we met my heart prophetic drew	G
A mournful omen from his wild adieu	G
I wrote it down when he had closed the door	R
All I remembered would it had been more	R
'Allah hu shall I ever behold thee again	N
Sweet cause of my transport dear cause of my pain	F2
Al hamdu il Illah what place can be fair	K
My Rose of the Desert if thou art not there	K
Yet I go for stern duty compels me to do so	B2
From the world where my heart is like far banished Crusoe	B2
Gul's gardens invite me but Fate says depart	G2
Bismillah farewell young Haidee of my heart '	-
Was it not beautiful it was ah me	D
Who would have thought such lips could traitors be	D
Who could have thought who saw his bright eye burn	H2
He spoke intending never to return	H2
	-
Then Mr Humley asked aunt's leave to wed	U
And winked and asked if love was in my head	U
Or heart and then proceeding things to settle	I2
Helping my aunt the while to lift the kettle	I2
Said 'you shall have a cozy home my dear	J2
And fifty pounds to buy you clothes a year	J2
And we must get your aunt or some kind fairy	D
To teach you how to churn and mind the dairy '	-
'A cozy home ' why did one ever hear	K2
Of such a man and to call me 'my dear '	-
Me I was Frederick Mortimer's heart's Haidee	D
Young Minton's star of hope and gladness me	D
But I refused him though my aunt did say	P
'That it was an advantage thrown away '	-
He an advantage 'that she'd make me rue it	D2
Make me a nun ' I'd like to see her do it	D2
Down down rebellious heart I am a nun	S
At least the same as if I had been one	S
I do repent I thought myself too comely	D
I do repent I am not Mrs Humley	D
	-
Then cold and cautious came young Archy Campbell	D
Full many a sunset walk and pleasant ramble	D
I took with him but I grew weary soon	L2
Because instead of turning from the moon	L2
To gaze on me he bade me look with him	M2
And wondered when her light would grow more dim	M2
And the world fade away I should have tired	N2
Before our honey moon had half expired	O2
	-
Oh loved when first I met thee and for ever	B
Thou from whom cold caprice hath made me sever	B
Where art thou Popkins Captain Popkins oh	B2
Dear recollection and delicious woe	B2
Most generous most genteel Oh thou alas	P
'Of the best class and better than thy class '	-
Where art thou Ah it matters not to me	D
By Chlo 's side thou never more shalt be	D
How sweetly didst thou sing 'Those Evening Bells'	P
Still the dear echo in my bosom swells	P
How gaily didst thou dance how clearly whistle	D
How neatly fold each elegant epistle	D
How thin thy pumps were and how bright thy boot	P2
'Twas that brought 'Warren's blacking' in repute	P2
How nameless was thy majesty of form	Q2
Making each man look like a wriggling worm	R2
That dared beside thy shoulders' broad expanse	P
To venture his lank shape By what sweet chance	P
Did all that would have been defects in others	P
Whom yet you deemed your fellow men and brothers	P
Turn to perfection when beheld in you	G
Tho' short yet graceful fat but active too	G
	-
He wrote adored proposed but some curst power	B
Bade me nip off his young Hope's budding flower	B
I did not even answer that sweet letter	B
Because I thought perhaps I'd get a better	B
Oh Chlo tear thy hair and beat thy breast	S2
How couldst thou get a better than the best	S2
'Tis over now the agony despair	K
With which I beat that breast and tore that hair	K
When one unmeaning note of cold adieu	G
Mixed with reproach was all my silence drew	G
Gone and for ever I could scarce believe it	D2
Surely he wrote and I did not receive it	D2
Vain hope he went he was my heart's one love	T2
All other men all other loves above	T2
I would have married him without a penny	D
Each lover after him was one too many	D
	-
There was a certain Irishman indeed	T
Who borrowed Cupid's darts to make me bleed	T
My aunt said he was vulgar he was poor	U2
And his boots creaked and dirtied her smooth floor	R
She hated him and when he went away	P
He wrote I have the verses to this day	P
	-
Wirasthru then my beautiful jewel	D
I'm quite tired out of my life	V2
I can't fight with Fortune a duel	D
I cannot have you for a wife	V2
The beauties of nature adorning	W2
No longer afford me delight	X2
In the night och I wish it were morning	W2
In the morning I wish it were night	X2
	-
For your aunt she has writ me a letter	B
Och den she's a sad dirty rogue	Y2
Does she think other men love you better	B
Becase I've a bit of the brogue	Y2
In regard to the fighting and swearing	Y2
Sure jewel it's all for the best	S2
Just to drown all the grumbling and tearing	Y2
That gives my poor stomach no rest	S2
	-
Small work I've had late at the carvin'	D
Less than none I can't have any how	Z2
And ye wouldn't deny when he's starvin'	D
Your Danny a bit of a row	B2

Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton

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