But when at length she was herself,
And saw her faithless clown.
She straightway went to blow him _up_,
But got a good set _down_!

"Oh, cold and faithless Tim," quoth she,
"You vowed you couldn't _smother_
Your _burning_ love for me, but now
You're married to another!"

"Is this the way you treat me, sir?
Too _cheaply_ was I bought!
I loved you _dearly_, but it seems
That that _all went for naught_."

She sighed, and gave one parting look,
Then tore herself away
From her false swain and Mrs. Green,
For ever and a day!

And _very_ soon got _very_ ill,
And _very_ quick did die,
And _very_ truly _veri_fied
Her love for Timothy!

W.R.H.

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