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First Line: At last we are free, all hail, hymenaeus!
Last Line: I must learn to deserve her.
Alternate Author Name(s): Dobson, Austin
Subject(s): Honeymoons


'Dans ce ravissant opera qu'on appelle l'amour, le libretto n'est
presque rien.' -- VICTOR HUGO.

IN THE TRAIN.

AT last we are free, --
All hail, Hymenaeus!
From C., and from D., --
At last! -- we are free.
What a comfort 'twill be
'Mrs. Grundy' can't see us!
At last we are free, --
All hail, Hymenaeus!

FROM THE HOTEL WINDOW.

'What a mountain!' 'What ferns!'
'And a pond, too, for Rover!'
Da capo -- in turns.
'What a mountain!' 'What ferns!'
Meanwhile the toast burns,
And the kettle boils over; --
'What a mountain!' 'What ferns!'
'And a pond, too, for Rover.'

THE FIRST WALK.

'Join hands for a peep.
You must keep yourself steady.
See the cliff goes down steep, --
Join hands for a peep.
This they call "Lovers' Leap," --
We have leaped it already!
Join hands for a peep.
You must keep yourself steady!'

ARCADIA.

'I can hear a sheep-bell.'
'There are doves cooing yonder.'
'It sounds like a spell, --
I can hear a sheep-bell.'
'Shall we like this as well --
In a twelvemonth?' 'I wonder!'
'I can hear a sheep-bell.'
'There are doves cooing yonder.'

AT A BOOKSTALL.

'Here it is in the "Times",' --
'Dear Charlie, -- how funny!'
''Twixt a "Smith" and a "Symes" , --
Here it is! -- in the "Times."
And it's not with the "crimes"!'
'You must pay. I've no money!
Here it is in the "Times", --
Dear Charlie, -- how funny!'

MISGIVINGS (NO. 1).

'Poor Papa, -- he's alone!'
She is sure he must miss her.
There's a tear in the tone, --
'Poor Papa! He's alone!'
At this point, I own,
There is naught but to kiss her.
'Poor Papa, -- he's alone!'
She is sure he must miss her.

MISGIVINGS (NO. 2).

By-play as before.
'Then you'll love me for ever?'
'For ever -- and more!'
(By-play as before.)
'Never think me a "bore"? --
Never laugh at me?' 'NEVER!!'
By-play as before.
'Then you'll love me for ever?'

THE SUM TOTAL.

She is all that is sweet!
I must learn to deserve her.
Bright, kind ... I repeat --
She is all that is sweet!
(Here a noise in the street
Puts an end to my fervour.)
She is all that is sweet!
I must learn to deserve her.





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