_La Dame._ Petit enfant, c'est peu galant D'user pareil langage; Pas étonnant que maintenant Chacun dise au village "QUI EST TU?" SAM. LOVER. * * This song has been set to music * by Mr. Lover, and is published. "Who are you?--Who are you? Little boy that's running after Ev'ry one up and down, Mingling sighing with your laughter?" "I am Cupid, lady belle, I am Cupid, and no other." "Little boy, then pr'ythee tell How is Venus? How's your mother? Little boy, little boy, I desire you tell me true: Cupid, oh! you're alter'd so, No wonder I cry _Who are you?_" II. "Who are you?--Who are you? Little boy, where is your bow? You had a bow, my little boy." "So had you, ma'am, long ago." "Little boy, where is your torch?" "Madam, I have given it up: Torches are no use at all; Hearts will never now _flare up_." "Naughty boy, naughty boy, Such words as these I never knew: Cupid, oh! you're alter'd so, No wonder I say "WHO ARE YOU?" _WHO ARE YOU?_ "There are very impudent people in London," Said young Ben. "As I passed down Arlington-street a fellow stared at me and shouted 'Who are you?' Five minutes after, another passing me cried 'Flare up!' but a civil gentleman close to his heels kindly asked 'How is your mother?' _Vivian Grey._ [Illustration] "Il y a certaines façons de parler dans toutes les langues de l'Europe, que l'on retrouve partout dans la bouche du vulgaire. A cette classe apparsions "_Qui es tu?_" "_Comment va ta mere?_" En Italie comme en France on n'entend que ça."--L'Abbé Bossu _sur les idiotismes du langage_. METROPOLITAN MEN OF SCIENCE. No. I.