One night to see the play,
When Wethersbee was at the Globe.
I went with Jones and Grey.
And in that car, the last one out -
Ye Gods, what grace was there! -
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Sat loveliness personified
And paid a ten-cent fare.
We parted front of Holyoke,
As part the blest and lost.
Ah Dick! thou really canst not know
What that short ride has cost."
He ceased. At length a happy thought
Across my fancy flashed.
"Why, Jack," said I, "if, as it seems,
You hopelessly are smashed,
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