Around me they flatter and fawn-- The young and the old. The fairest are ready to pawn Their hearts for my gold. They sue me--I laugh as I spurn The slaves at my knee; But in faith and in fondness I turn Unto thee, unto thee! LITTLE BILLEE AIR--"_Il y avait un petit navire._" There were three sailors of Bristol city Who took a boat and went to sea. But first with beef and captain's biscuits, And pickled pork they loaded she. There was gorging Jack and guzzling Jimmy, And the youngest he was little Billee. Now when they got as far as the Equator They'd nothing left but one split pea. Says gorging Jack to guzzling Jimmy, "I am extremely hungaree." To gorging Jack says guzzling Jimmy, "We've nothing left, us must eat we." Says gorging Jack to guzzling Jimmy, "With one another we shouldn't agree! There's little Bill, he's young and tender, We're old and tough, so let's eat he. "Oh! Billy, we're going to kill and eat you, So undo the button of your chemie." When Bill received this information He used his pocket handkerchie. "First let me say my catechism, Which my poor mammy taught to me." "Make haste, make haste," says guzzling Jimmy, While Jack pulled out his snickersnee. So Billy went up to the main-top gallant mast, And down he fell on his bended knee. He scarce had come to the twelfth commandment When up he jumps. "There's land I see: "Jerusalem and Madagascar, And North and South Amerikee: There's the British flag a riding at anchor, With Admiral Napier, K.C.B." So when they got aboard of the Admiral's He hanged fat Jack and flogged Jimmee; But as for little Bill he made him The Captain of a Seventy-three. FAIRY DAYS Beside the old hall-fire, upon my nurse's knee, Of happy fairy days what tales were told to me! I thought the world was once all peopled with princesses, And my heart would beat to hear their loves and their distresses; And many a quiet night, in slumber sweet and deep, The pretty fairy people would visit me in sleep. I saw them in my dreams come flying east and west, With wondrous fairy gifts the new-born babe they bless'd; One has brought a jewel and one a crown of gold, And one has brought a curse--but she is wrinkled and old. The gentle queen turns pale to hear those words of sin, But the king he only laughs and bids the dance begin. The babe has grown to be the fairest of the land, And rides the forest green, a hawk upon her hand; An ambling palfrey white, a golden robe and crown, I've seen her in my dreams, riding up and down, And heard the ogre laugh, as she fell into his snare, At the little tender creature who wept and tore her hair.