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Now they stroll in the beautiful Yes; bless the man who first invented

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RAILROAD RHYME.

SINGING through the forests, Rattling over ridges; Shooting under arches, Rumbling over bridges;

Whizzing through the mountains,
Buzzing o'er the vale,
Bless me! this is pleasant,
Riding on the rail!

Men of different "stations'
In the eye of fame,
Here are very quickly
Coming to the same;
High and lowly people,
Birds of every feather,
On a common level,
Travelling together.

Gentleman in shorts,
Looming very tall;
Gentleman at large

Talking very small;
Gentleman in tights,
With a loose-ish mien;
Gentleman in gray,
Looking rather green;

Gentleman quite old,
Asking for the news;
Gentleman in black,
In a fit of blues;
Gentleman in claret,
Sober as a vicar;
Gentleman in tweed,
Dreadfully in liquor!

Stranger on the right

Looking very sunny, Obviously reading

Something rather funny. Now the smiles are thicker, Wonder what they mean! Faith, he's got the KnickerBocker Magazine!

Stranger on the left

Closing up his peepers; Now he snores amain,

Like the Seven Sleepers; At his feet a volume

Gives the explanation, How the man grew stupid From "Association.'

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I loved I loved my Cousin Bess,
She's always in my mind now;
A full-blown bud of loveliness,

The rose of womankind now!
She must have suitors; old and young
Must bow their heads before her;
Vows must be made, and songs be
sung

By many a mad adorer.
But I must win her: she must give
To me her youth and beauty;
And I to love her while I live

Will be my happy duty.
For she will love me soon or late,

And be my bliss of blisses,
Will come to meet me at the gate,
Nor be too old for kisses!

THE MARRIAGE KNOT.

I KNOW a bright and beauteous May,
Who knows I love her well;

But if she loves, or will some day,
I cannot make her tell.

She sings the songs I write for her,
Of tender hearts betrayed;
But not the one that I prefer,

About a country maid.

The hour when I its burden hear
Will never be forgot:

"O stay not long, but come, my dear, And knit our marriage knot!"

It is about a country maid-
I see her in my mind;
She is not of her love afraid,
And cannot be unkind.

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